“Ow.”
“Knock it off with the skin color crap.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
“And what led you to that conclusion?”
“He’s the only guy you ever wanted more than me.”
“Oh.” There was no point trying to deny it.
“And still do.”
I didn’t object to that either. “It’s better if we’re both honest.”
“Yup.” He gently touched my face, showing genuine affection. I’d missed it so much.
“It’s amazing to see you with Dev,” I said, once the silence went on too long.
“I think he saved my life.”
The comment surprised me. “Really?”
“I was ready to give up, Reed. Seriously. I’d go three weeks without a seizure—four—five—and then have one and have to start counting all over. It was fucking devastating.”
“A year now, though, right?”