Chapter 9
In the deepest part of his soul, Sam really believed he’d never reach a point where he had to call it quits, where something would happen, and he’d finally give up on everything he hoped for. He knew it was a slim chance that he’d ever get what he wanted, but he thought he’d come to terms with it. He had come to terms with it.
Until Michael kissed him.
It was absolutely everything he’d ever wanted—the heat, the passion, the feel of Michael pressing so hard against him. His wildest fantasies didn’t even come close to what the real thing felt like.
Then Michael pushed him away. Said “we can’t.” And even though Sam had half expected it, when it actually happened, it hurt worse than anything he’d ever imagined or experienced—more than dying, day in and day out.
He was done. He c
