“I want to keep you,” I say between kisses. “Did you mean it?” Tripp asks. “Or was it another lie to try to keep us both here?” “That I’m in love with you? One hundred percent.” Tripp’s eyes flutter closed. “You have no idea how long I’ve craved to hear you say that.” “I tell you I love you all the time.” “Yeah, that you love me like a brother.” “After all the orgasms we’ve given each other, I hope it’s not brotherly.” Tripp shoves me. “I mean it. I never …” He shakes his head and looks down at the ground. “I’ve been in love with you since the day I moved to Vegas.” “You have?”
