The Forbidden Equation (Love Equations #3)

by J.R. Gray

When every day is a struggle sometimes all we need is a person to keep us breathing.

I’d Homer Simpson this bitch and vanish into the damn walls if I could.

asked Lucas about going to a club Friday, to celebrate making it through a year. It was more of a joke than anything else.” I shot Lucas a glare. “You can’t let him do that. Has he seen the West Wing?” Matt had abandoned his coffee to throw his arms around in a lunatic fashion.

Matt was the king of composure, and I got to unravel him.

“Lubricant?” he asked, lips finding my neck. “You really didn’t have any fun in college, did you? Conditioner.” He lifted his head. “Are you serious?”

“When you touch me, it feels like sunshine. It makes me forget how much darkness I live in, if only for a little while.” I didn’t dare look at him. I hated that he could draw all this honesty out of me. “So I acknowledge what you want, and the point it interacts with what I want, and I can live with that.”

“You are my whole world.” He held my face with both hands. “I love you.”

“I didn’t think it was possible for a years, and I still got up every day to see you, and you know, even if you break up with me I’ll probably still do it, because I’d rather spend time with you than anyone else.”

“You two better not be fucking in there. The walls are exceedingly thin.” “Fuck off, I’m marking my territory.” Matt picked me up and threw me on the bed before taking off his shirt.