His memories of rehearsal are pleasant ones, etched in his mind like calligraphy edged in gold leaf, each beautiful and delicate. It was then he and DeMar fell in love—their feelings were contagious, it seemed, until everyone in the production radiated the same glorious energy. Onstage DeMar shone, a rising star so energetic, so wonderful, he took Josh’s breath away. That same sense of wonder followed them into the bedroom, as well. Josh never wanted the nights to end, though when morning came, he savored the time spent in DeMar’s strong embrace.
How could the two of them have possibly gone wrong?
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