Shrugging out of the damaged shirt, Jake said roughly, โI still dream about you.โ โI have nightmares about you.โ I dragged my T-shirt over my head, threw it aside.
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.
Josh LanyonFocus on someone elseโs problems for a change, I instructed myself. You need the practice. From now on youโll have to live in a world you didnโt make up. Horrible thought.
Josh Lanyon