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“If I hear you say one more thing about him, I will fuck you up so bad that your own parents won’t recognize you.”
“Aspen. We’ve been friends since we were four. I know that you’ve been hiding behind that smile of yours. People are bewitched by it, but that’s not the case for me.” Of course, it isn’t. You aren’t gay, I get it. But there’s no need to rub it in my face. “I can see it in your eyes… your smile never reaches your eyes.”
Why did he sound so hurt when I was the one in pain?
“I’m sorry, Rafe,” I whispered. “Just this once.” I sucked in a breath as I started to lean forward. “Just this once… and never again.” I crashed my lips onto his, basking in the soft feel of his plump lips with my eyes screwed shut, not wanting to look into his wide, startled eyes as I waited for him to push me off or punch me back into reality.
you’ve only dated girls that look like Aspen.”
“You’re in love with Aspen,”
“Look into my eyes and tell me that you aren’t in love with Aspen. Tell me that I’m wrong. That you don’t want to be by his side for the rest of your life. That you don’t think he is more important than your other friends. Tell me you can’t imagine yourself holding hands with Aspen, kissing him—and liking it. If you tell me that I have it all wrong, then I’ll take it back. But Rafe, can you seriously look me in the eyes and say you aren’t in love with him—not in a brotherly way, but romantically?”
Aspen’s. He was too beautiful to have bruises on his face.
“I never thought I’d be in this kind of a position with you, but now that I’m here, I really fucking like it.”
“Don’t talk to me like we’re still friends. I’m not part of your fucking religious cult, and Aspen isn’t the problem! It's people like you! You’re the issue. And you’re lucky Aspen hates violence more than anything in the world, because if he didn’t ask me not to, it’d be you two with a bat being swung at your heads,” I seethed. “Devin and the two of you—I hope you all burn in hell.”
“But you love to play baseball.” “I love you more than baseball, though.” I cracked a smile at how Aspen’s cheeks turned red. “Cheesy,” he muttered. A smug smirk formed on my lips. “I know you like it.” “... maybe.”
I loved him. I loved him so fucking much and I’d do everything I could to reassure him.
“Because it is different. Our whole relationship is different.” “Because I’m a guy?” I accused with a sharp tone. “No, because I’m in love with you!” I clamped my mouth shut, my anger immediately subsiding. “Sure, the type of love has changed over time, but I’ve always loved you,” Rafe expressed with a soft-yet-serious look.
