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438 pages, Paperback
First published September 27, 2019

"Why’d you bring me flowers?”
Bishop shrugged. “Because it’s Monday? Because I thought they were as sexy as you? Because I had the day off. Because I was thinking about you.” Bishop caressed Edison’s cheek. “Do I really need a reason?”
“Look. There’s still some shit I’m working on with myself that had me reacting the way I did last night. I’ve never cared about being good enough for anyone… but… I want to be… for you.”
"Tell me,” Bishop said, reaching around to graze his palm over Edison’s ass. “How do you feel about public affection?”
Edison’s cheeks turned a sexy shade of pink. “Well, I’ve never had to answer that question before but I suppose I’d be fine with it.”
“Good,” Bishop murmured. “Because I’m not shy.”
“You drive that long to eat dinner at my house,” Edison said cheekily.
“I’d drive even further than that for a taste of you.”
"Bishop leaned down and kissed him again in front of Skylar. “I’ll see you later, handsome.”

“I always wanna do right by you, Eddie.”
He wrapped his arm around Edison’s neck and whispered in his ear, “It’s my fantasy to make out in a bookstore.”
Edison looked up at him and chuckled quietly, “I think that’s every book nerd’s fantasy.”
“True.”
““You look really handsome today, Edison.”
Those few simple words eased over Edison’s mind like a comforting caress, then slid down his spine. He wanted to record Bishop saying that statement in that sexy voice and replay it for his psyche all day— anytime someone tried to make him feel less than. Because an amazingly, fine specimen of a man like Bishop thought he was handsome.”
“If my hands weren’t so dirty, I’d touch your handsome face. Look at me, Edison.”
"For the first time in his life he understood what being in a relationship meant, and what it felt like to find someone who reached every part of him."


