Jason put the other arm around him too. Said, with all his heart, “I love you, Colby Kent-Mirelli.”
Colby said promptly, “I love you, too. Always, completely. Like thunderstorms.”
“You do love rain.”
“I do.”
“I think maybe I owe you an apology.”
Colby’s entire face became a question, without words.
“Not for today,” Jason said. “I mean, like…the first day we ever met. When I said some really f*****g stupid things about you, and you heard me.”
Colby blinked at him. Baffled. Genuinely so. “Haven’t you already apologized for that?”
“Did I hurt you?”
“Why does it matter now? You did apologize, I remember. You were extremely serious about it.”
That answer stabbed a spear through Jason’s gut, even though his husband didn’t mean it that way. It sounded, it echoed, too much like something
