“Carson?”
“Yeah?”
“What if I’m crazy?”
“You’re not.”
“How could you know, though? You never knew me before. Maybe I went crazy before I ever met you.”
“Then we’re both crazy, and I know I’m not crazy.”
“I suppose I can’t argue with that.”
Cooper leaned closer, unmindful of the table between them, and placed a slow, sweet kiss on Edwin’s mouth. His lips were salty and warm, his mouth pliant against Edwin’s. He closed his eyes, and for a moment, the world disappeared.16