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48 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 12, 2016
“Did you know it’s been a year since we last made love?”
"When was the last time we made love?"
"When was the last time we took a trip?"
"When was the last time...?"
"He’d missed this feeling. [...]
To be each other’s one and only. Now it reminded him of who they were together. Evan-and-Paul. One body, one soul."
“Has it really been that long?”
Evan reached for the hand Paul had resting on the table. Tracking the movement, Paul saw hesitancy in the gesture. Sadness welled up from his gut to wrap around his heart. When had Evan become afraid to touch him? No, that wasn’t the right question. When had they stopped backing each other into walls, through doors, and onto beds, taking what they wanted? Romance be damned, when had they stopped fucking?
"...I take you for granted. I know I do. I live in this dream world where all I have to do is chase down the next collection, live in the history of each piece, and then walk out of my den to find my dinner cooked and my laundry folded, the lawn mowed and, God, Evan, I don’t know what I’d do without you.”



"I love you, Evan."
Evan looked back down from the ceiling, surprise making his eyes wide. Then he smiled. "I know you do."
So why didn't he say it back?