Chapter 15

“You are my gift, Steven. I’ve never had something that’s given me so much happiness. You are mine.”

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I still struggled against it, and yet I couldn’t remember the reason why any more. I’d never been so physically satisfied and content in all my life. I needed for nothing. I craved Eliot, and he was there for me, as often as I needed. His care was total and complete, and his lovemaking took me beyond contentment. It took me to acute ecstasy.

Yet, still I questioned. In the moments between waking and Eliot coming to me, I struggled to capture memories that floated past me like cotton threads in the wind. I’d lived elsewhere; I’d been another man. “I must know, Eliot. I must know what happened to me.”

“You don’t need to know.” He hushed me. “You’re where you belong now. It doesn’t matter where you were before.”