Chapter 27

“I’m sorry, sir.” Brandon blew out a breath and slumped back down. He gave me his weight and I took it easily, holding him tightly and keeping him from flying apart.

“We both knew when we started this thing it would be temporary,” I said. I kissed his forehead, then tilted his chin so I could look him directly in the eye. He’d been honest with me, and I could offer him nothing less. “I want you to stay. I think what’s between us could be something very good. But it doesn’t seem like that’s in the cards for us. You live in L.A. and film all over the country—”

“World,” he interrupted with another sad smile.

“World,” I amended with a small laugh. I leaned in to give him a soft kiss. “So it’s probably best if we part ways. Stay friends, if we can, but let go of anything else.”