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Alyssa My chest is tight as I sit beside Mason, thinking about his story, replaying every heartbreaking detail. No wonder he's so guarded, so closed off. He's been through so much, and all I want to do is hold him longer, like somehow my touch could chase away all the pain he's been carrying for so long. Gaining the trust of these guys, hearing their stories, their secrets, things that I'm absolutely sure they wouldn't share with anyone else—it means the world to me. I glance down at his lips, wanting to kiss him. Is it crazy that I've realized in the past week that I might be catching feelings for him too? I want him to be mine, in the same way King and Niko are. It sounds insane, even to me—I've already got two men I can't claim in public, and now I'm thinking about adding another to