Code Blue (Atrous, #2)

by N.R. Walker

No matter how much I wanted to say something, no matter how much I wanted to touch him the way he touched me, put his arm around me, jumped on my back, made me give him piggyback rides when he was too tired to walk. All the little touches, the laughs, so casual, like it didn’t mean anything to him. Even if it did mean something to me . . .

“You know when you miss something you never had? When you feel like you’ve lost something you can’t explain?” Jeremy’s eyes met mine. “That’s what that music feels like.”

Right now he needed to not be alone, and he needed someone to hold his hand. And that someone just happened to be me.

“I still don’t know what this is,” he said, his eyes honest and searching. “But it’s the realest thing I’ve felt in a long time.”