Two men, two lovers? I took a deep breath, and just said, Yes. I stared up into the face of the man that Jean-Claude had so casually called ours, and knew he wasn't. Veronica Marie Simms, I said. So I wasn't just fooling myself? he asked, and he was still giving me those raw, demanding eyes.
He took my hands, and I almost jerked away, but I made myself stand there and let him touch me. Micah followed silent, and I waited to stop blushing. His hand, which had been pushing against Damian's shoulder, suddenly went limp, and all that kept Damian from sinking teeth into Richard again was Richard's grip on his long red hair. You said come get you the next time it got ugly.
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