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together, you and me. If she wasn’t around, would there be no us?”
    “I don’t understand. Why wouldn’t she be around?”
    Brandon rubbed at the back of his neck, and Wade knew he wouldn’t like what he was going to say. “Well, hell! You’re not perfect, and neither am I. We could do something to piss her off, and she might leave us one day. Or…or something else could happen. Remember, I just buried my mom.”
    Wade lashed out without thinking, slamming Brandon into the wall. “Don’t speak that way!”
    “I’m sorry, forget I said that. But put yourself in my shoes for a minute. What if Kimber does get tired of us? Am I going to lose her and you, all at the same time?”
    “That’s not going to happen. Trust me.”
    “I do trust you, but you’re asking a lot of me, and I’m not sure I’m brave enough to take the risk. I have more to lose than you. Have you ever thought of that?”
    Wade sighed and looked down at the floor, appalled that he’d never even considered the possibility. “I guess I’m no more sensitive to other people’s needs than I ever was.”
    Brandon reached for Wade and rubbed his shoulder, giving him a gentle shake. “There’s nothing wrong with you. It’s me. I’m just not as reckless as I used to be.”
    “What can I do to fix this?” Wade stared into Brandon’s eyes, searching for some clue as to how he could make things better.
    “Nothing. It’s not your fault you don’t want me.”
    Wade looked around the hall, hamming it up a little for Brandon to try and make him smile. “Who in the hell said I didn’t want you? Just what do you think I’m doing here?”
    “You said it, remember? You said you were sorry that you couldn’t love me in the way I needed you to.”
    “Brandon, I don’t know what’s normal, or what you expect from me. All I meant was that I don’t have the same kind of feelings for you as I do for Kimber. I mean, I don’t feel like I need to protect you, or defend your honor.” Wade could feel himself blushing, and he tried to turn away, but Brandon wouldn’t let him. “Shit, I don’t even know what you want.”
    “You…or to be more accurate, you and Kimber. But right now, I want you.” Brandon grabbed his shirt, tipping Wade off balance when he yanked him forward. Their lips met in a crushing kiss, and Wade felt his hat slide of his head when Brandon’s hands tugged at his hair. Brandon tried to reach for Wade’s belt, but he stopped him, pinning Brandon’s arms to the wall above his head and sliding his thigh into the gap between Brandon’s legs to hold him there.
    “It’s no wonder you have no idea how much I want to fuck you,” Wade said, sucking Brandon’s bottom lip in between his teeth before moving on to nibble at his jaw. “You never stop trying to run the show.”
    Wade’s teeth latched on to Brandon’s neck. He let go of Brandon’s arms and reached down between them to rub his palm against the hard ridge of Brandon’s erection, his own cock hardening when Brandon grew firmer under his hand. Again, Brandon reached for him, and Wade pushed him back, slamming him into the wall much harder than he meant to, but, judging by the groan Brandon let out, he liked it anyway. He tore at the buckle of Brandon’s belt, tugging it through the loops of his jeans and throwing it to the floor. The buttons of his fly gave way easily—and then Wade had Brandon’s cock in his hand.
    A lack of experience in what to do for another man caused Wade to hesitate for a second, but then he just figured that he was a man, too, and he knew what felt good as well as the next guy. So he wrapped his fingers around the shaft, his grip firm, and slid his hand up and down, squeezing a little as he reached the tip. Brandon groaned, and his head fell back in ecstasy as his hands dropped to his sides. Wade kissed him again, sliding his tongue inside Brandon’s hot mouth, and the memory of that mouth on his cock a few nights ago made him ache with