s**t.
“So we all said goodbye and I held him while he went.” A sob escaped his lips and he let his head drop to my shoulder.
I slipped my hand from his and wrapped my arm around his shoulders, shifting my body so I could hold him against me. Damn trying to keep my hands to myself, this was about comforting a friend who’d had a hellish day—and I wasn’t going to be an ass.
Boone curled against me, sliding his arm across my abs, grabbing onto my hip, and holding tight. We sat like that for a while, my heart beating so hard I worried he could feel it. I wasn’t used to this new version of him. The one who clung to me, who didn’t seem to care about crossing lines that had always been there. The one who was right this second moving his thumb in soft circles, driving me nearly mad with want. I’
