“Last night. This morning while I was talking
to Stefano. The day I left to come down here. The day my mom died.
All those drunken nights in college. I don’t know. Who knows when
stuff like this happens? I know there are people who can tell you
the exact second they fell in love, but I’m not one of those
people, Tom. You know I don’t pay attention like that. Hell, I
don’t even know if I’m gay. I just know that I’m in love with you,”
Logan answered, looking up at me with those eyes that always get
me.
I leaned down and kissed him. I put my arms
behind him and over his big shoulders. As my mouth explored his, I
pulled him toward me, almost crushing him in the process. He moved
his head away from mine and spoke.
“After you left last night, I didn’t sleep a
drop. I just wanted to come to you,” Logan said.
“What stopped you?” I asked.
“What didn’t? Stefano is the obvious answer.
I didn’t want to hurt him. Sam, Derek, and Wyn are my other