Chapter 3
Dane looked at Heath and shrugged his shoulders.
“Maybe,” Dane began. “Maybe I didn’t love anyone.”
“Oh, s**t,” Heath said, the realization kicking in. “That sucks. So you’ve never been in love?”
“That doesn’t mean I couldn’t be,” Dane said, reaching over and tousling Heath’s hair again.
Heath smiled when Dane’s hand touched his hair, but then his face suddenly went serious.
“Wait, so you are saying that you have never fallen in love? Never?”
Dane shrugged. “I don’t think I have.”
“That’s f****d up, and you’re like how old?” Heath asked.
“I’m thirty-five, about ten years older than you. It sounds old, but believe me, it’s not. It seems like I was just your age two minutes ago.”
“I don’t think you’re old,” Heath said. “It’s just that thirty-five is a long time to wait to
