...Jake, a homosexual cop buried so deep in the closet he didn't know where to look for himself.
Josh LanyonShe shrugged another plump shoulder. โI never listened to Porter when he got going.โ Ah. At last. The secret to a successful marriage.
Josh LanyonI thought of the words of the Renaissance philosopher Michel de Montaigne. "If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.
Josh LanyonHearts got broken every day. Nobody died from that. But it did kind of fade the sunlight and drain the color from the days.
Josh LanyonI love you," Jake whispered. "Are you strong enough for this?" I made myself comfortable. Said over my shoulder, "Sure." "Would you tell me if you weren't?" I grinned. "Maybe. I can't think of a nicer way to commit suicide." "That's good. I can't think of a more pleasant way to commit murder.
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