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He held my hand in his. “I found a set that says, ‘without light, there is no darkness.’ They just fit or some shit, you know? You’re my light, Devon.”

More tears brimmed my eyes. Maddox sucked at romance sometimes, but holy hell, this lame bullshit did it for me. “I am?”

“I don’t need you to light up my world or anything like that. Just… sit with me in the dark and remind me that light exists.”

“Go make your phone calls.” He gave me a knowing look. “Then you’re going to tell me every single aspect of your plan while you eat some dinner before we leave.”

“You’re an evil bastard,” I sighed as he lifted an impatient brow. “Fine. But I want pancakes. And extra bacon for leaving me with homework.” I pointed at my dick and he rolled his eyes.

“Get to work then. We have death to defy and pancakes to get.”

The smile on his face was bigger than anything I’d ever seen. In his eyes, I saw everything I loved about him. His stubbornness and passion, his worries and fears, and all the love and loyalty he possessed. I saw his hopes and dreams for the future, and the raw honesty in how badly he wanted it. Devon had become my entire world, and I’d never let another day go by where I didn’t tell him that, show him that.

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“You’ve never—”

“Nope. Not with a person, anyway. I have some great toys. That’s how I know I love bottoming.” His gaze drops to my lap, where there’s no hiding how into this conversation I am. “So you’ll fuck me, right? But face-to-face. I want to see your body and think of the bad things I can do with it.”

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"If I cross a line, you can walk away. But now isn’t the time to talk about this. Let’s wait until tomorrow. We can both think it over and come up with stuff we need to discuss beforehand.”

Look at me, being all mature and shit. Although the only stuff I think we need to discuss is his favorite brand of lube. Unless he just wants to kiss, in which case, do those kisses have to be confined to mouths only?

This is NOT for the faint-of-heart! 😣

He screamed her name as the destruction continued to roll in front of him. A sharp jolt jammed the earth upward in front of him and his ankle snapped, sending a bolt of agony along his leg. He crashed to the ground clutching his ruined limb. The hard ground softened beneath his back. Terror gripped him, but it was too late. His final scream was engulfed by a wave of earth and rock that swallowed him whole.

He kept moving forward as more explosions sounded and the heat from the inferno scorched his neck. The earth rolled like a quilt lofted onto a bed, the wave carrying the burning trees and buildings of the town up, then down. He cried out as the church steeples rose high in the sky, then toppled one after another, their bells clanging. The dust from downtown’s destruction clouded the air as buildings collapsed.

“You need to remember what we’re living for. For me, it’s you. You’re what I live for. We’re twenty-six, not eighty-six. I’m healed, you’re alive, we’re in love, yeah? So smarten the fuck up.”

He smiled shyly. “How are you so sweet and such a dick at the same time?”

“If we can go from hating each other to loving each other, we can do anything.”

There. Sweetness without insult. I was practically Shakespeare.

"I’m trying to figure out my sexuality here. Don’t bust my balls!” He sighed dramatically. “I thought I was straight, right? But some sexy things have been happening. Now I’m wondering if there’s like a sliding scale or something? Like straight but a little gay? Like just a dab'll do ya, you know? Does that exist?”

He stared at me, honestly thinking I had the answers. What the fuck did I know? A dab'll do ya?

"I refuse to lose you. We’ve spent too much time fighting life that I’m ready to go to war to fight for you. I’m ready for all the…”

“The what?” he asked.

“The happiness part, you know? I wanna be all in love and shit and like… go stay at a terrible hotel with a jacuzzi. Stupid trips, you know? I want the fun part and the happiness and the cheesy bullshit. I just hate worrying about everything all the time.”

Finally being able to have him as intimately as I’d wanted him since I’d been home… it all rushed at me; hard and aggressive. It was love. That once-in-a-lifetime kind. Real, raw, and hostile. It came at me, tearing through me like a bullet, assaulting my body and mind with the sensation of getting everything I’d ever wanted after going through hell to get it. I’d been touch starved and Devon finally fed me.

"Why are you being his bitch boy if you don’t even believe him?”

“To protect you! Do you know how many times you’ve saved me? It’s my turn now, and this is the only way I know how.”

“You aren’t protecting me. Stop being stupid about this. I just need you. Not you in jail. Not you under your dad’s thumb. Just you.” He looked close to tears, which made mine burn hotter. “Don’t make me lose you again, Devon.”

“You want me to unlock the secrets of the void’s frequency, harness it, then program a piece of unstable technology to home in and direct mortals to its very existence?” Dex's smile was back, ferocious in the promise of uncharted secrets being ripped apart and put back together again in a shiny, probably neon package. “I’ll have it ready by eight.”

“You are insane,” I said. “Why don’t we hang out more?”

I need a break now to recover from this stitch in my side! 😁

“C’mon, tell me exactly what happened.”

“Didn’t you watch the video?” I ask acidly.

“More than once, but now I want to hear your side.”

I throw my pillow at him, which he catches and puts behind himself, leaning back comfortably. He’s clearly ready for story time. There’s a long silence when I’m done.

“Wow,” he says at last. “When you fuck yourself, you don’t use lube.”

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“Do you get indigestion from walking and eating at the same time?”

“Uh, no. Let me guess… your mom used to say that.”

“It was my grandmother.”

He shakes his head. “It’s not true. She probably just wanted you to sit down and eat so she could have some peace.”

Thinking back to the shit I got up to as a kid, that’s very likely. He slows his pace to match mine. I can’t eat and walk fast. I’m still learning.

Everything he’d ever hoped for was within his grasp, but when you spent your entire life in survival mode, yearning for something, it became impossible to stop and appreciate it. He couldn’t appreciate it because he was waiting around for it to be taken from him. He’d be the one to fuck it all up and lose it because he didn’t believe in himself.

Well, fuck that. I’d believe in him enough for the both of us.

I was all weird and emotional or some shit, and I wanted to take it out on him by loving him rather than fighting him. I palmed his cheeks and sighed. “I’ve been fucking up by working too much. You don’t come second to anything, okay? I just want you to myself tonight and tomorrow because come Monday…” I let that trail off. “I love you, alright? I fucking love you, and I hate myself for not showing it lately.”

“They can’t compete with you. It doesn’t fucking matter what they look like because they aren’t you. Get jealous all you want because I love fucking it out of you. But if you keep second-guessing yourself, I’m gonna kick your ass so bad you’ll have to take a month off work. Trust me, during that month, you’ll learn pretty damn quick how badly I only want you. You, Devon. Just you. So shut the fuck up, yeah?”

Devon was even more of a piece of shit trailer trash than I was, but holy shit did I love him. Like, heart completely consumed, wanted him for life, ride or die type of loved him. He was mine and I was his, and even though we fucked shit up more often than not, I couldn’t imagine going through this clusterfuck of a life without him now.