“Is he worth it? The trouble?” “Yes,” I replied without hesitation. Hutch was what I hadn’t known I was looking for, what I hadn’t known I needed. “But…it’s complicated, and worse for him than for me. I don’t want shit to get fucked up for him.” “That’s on him to decide, though, isn’t it? He’s a grown man. He gets to choose what’s worth the risk to him, just like you do for you. Hopefully, the two of you pick the same answer. If so…fucking magic.” Bryson winked, then turned and got back to work. Fucking magic. I liked that.
