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164 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 18, 2017






I looked at Lawson then, at his face, at the look of wonder and amazement in his eyes, and what he saw in the butterfly, I saw in him.
Lawson Gale, imago.
“No one’s ever understood that part of me. Not outside of my work, anyway.”
A warmth expanded in my chest at his words. “Then no one’s ever paid close enough attention.”
“No,” he answered quietly. “I guess they haven’t.”
He reached over and took my hand, lifting it so he could kiss my knuckles. “Do me a favour?”
“What’s that?” “
“Don’t ever change.”
“Jack, what I perceive of you, and how I’ve conducted myself in your company is with full mental cohesion.” His cheeks stained with colour. “And Einstein would have you believe that insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.” He bit his lip and laughed at himself, I think. “But I don’t want different results. I wouldn’t change a thing.”



"I came to Tasmania in search of an elusive species." ... "But never in my wildest dreams did I expect to find you."









..."I'm not certain I've ever actually forgotten to breath before now."
"I believe I found a type of butterfly that exists only in my belly which only makes itself known when I think of you."








"He put his hand to my face and we kissed as I made love to him. Rocking slowly, savouring every second of being inside him. My climax built, slow, and steady, and Lawson held my face as I came."