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249 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 9, 2017



All the darkness in his life had made it possible for him to know the stars.


He'd give his whole heart to keep Tam safe. He'd lie down and sacrifice everything to know that Tam was in the world, shining like the star he was.
Driver buried his nose in Tam's hair. "I swear to God, you are my new favorite feeling."


"And if there is one thing I've learned from my life it's that scars make us stronger, but only if we let the wounds heal first."
...the thing he'd lost before he ever owned it, the thing that had been so cruelly stolen from him.
Passion and the freedom that went with it.
In his entire life, there wasn't a single time he could remember sitting in the dark with another person and being completely content like he was now.
He didn't remember ever feeling so satisfied to just BE.
In this moment, in this place, in this life, he was totally at ease and peaceful.
"Feel good?"
"Like I'm flying."
"Soar, precious. You look good up there."
It was so hard to hold on.
Hard to keep his grip on something so slippery and intangible.
There was no name for what they were.
But Driver knew he'd be lost without it.
Thing was, he was just as lost with it. The undertow kept pulling him under and the more time he spent with Tam, the more breathless he felt.
He was no longer content with surviving.
He wanted to thrive.
"I've finally found what I didn't even know I needed. I found you."



"You’re just so bright and stunning. Like the sun, you pulled me into your gravity and I couldn’t let go until we were both destroyed.”
Would he ever be able to fly again?
All the darkness in his life had made it possible for him to know the stars. He wasn’t going to let them fade without a fight, especially not when he was holding one of the brightest spots in the palm of his hand.
He was about to crash. In a split second everything became crystal clear. He was going to die. He was going to die without ever really living. Tam would never know. God, that hurt the most. How could he die without telling Tam that he was loved? In the dark, bruised and probably bleeding, Driver smiled through the tears.
“You are you because the light inside is brighter than all the darkness you’ve had to live through. You never lost your light, your sweetness, no matter what terrible shit life threw at you. You’ve no idea how amazing you are, and that just makes you more appealing.”
Driver stood in the hall. He held his motorcycle helmet in one hand. At his feet was the green army bag.
“So that’s it then.” His voice shook, he couldn’t help it.
“I need to get out of here.”
Tam grabbed Driver’s wrist. “Can’t you just try?”
“Please,” Tam begged.
“Don’t go.” His lips trembled and he bit them to make it stop.
“We could be so great together. If only you’d wake up.” He shoved at Driver’s shoulders.
“I love you.”
“But I won’t wait for you.”
When he was well out of sight, Tam closed the door and fell to the floor. If Driver had asked…if he had given any sign at all, Tam would have waited. He would have waited a lifetime for just one more kiss.


