Zane lay where he was, unable to move even if he’d wanted
to. He snaked a hand across the short distance between them
and slid his fingers into Ty’s. Ty’s hand closed around his with
a gentle squeeze.
“I just need to be able to trust you, Ty,” he whispered.
“You can. I swear you can. I’d die for you, Zane.”
Zane’s heart was in his throat as he studied Ty’s profile. “I
know.

Autor: Abigail Roux

Zane lay where he was, unable to move even if he’d wanted<br />to. He snaked a hand across the short distance between them<br />and slid his fingers into Ty’s. Ty’s hand closed around his with<br />a gentle squeeze.<br />“I just need to be able to trust you, Ty,” he whispered.<br />“You can. I swear you can. I’d die for you, Zane.”<br />Zane’s heart was in his throat as he studied Ty’s profile. “I<br />know. - Abigail Roux

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