Chapter 18

Under Will’s makeup—supposedly drained and recuperating, but well enough to travel—Colby’s happiness shone. He was a good enough actor that it came across as Will’s emotion: passion and devotion and decisiveness. Jason knew that was in character, but also had the memory of Colby that morning: surrendered and flying and covered in their release.

He nudged his boot against Colby’s in turn. Colby’s eyes danced. They were bluer than the sky, and held everything Jason wanted in his future.