Chapter 169

“Two people falling in love with each other, sharing the same emotions and that lasting long-term is incredible when you think.”

He hadn’t argued. His three years with Jay weren’t like the number of years both sets of parents had spent together, but every day built toward long-term commitment. Maybe lifelong. Why was he not content with that?

Dean lay as stiff as his dick so often was, wanting to toss back the covers, run outside, pace. Instead, he would endure, get no sleep, suffer every tortuous tick of time, rather than awaken the man he loved.

He’d read references to bisexuals calling this ‘figuring out’ stage brain frying. Now he understood how they felt. He wasn’t heading into depression…at least he didn’t think so, but that was the only good thing so far. He should have left well enough alone. The only well before him was deep and dark.