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didn't even like myself and there he was looking so pale and dying in my arms. I knew he was dying because he was bleeding too much. I took off my shirt and pressed it against the wound but he only screamed in pain. But no matter how much he cried out to me, I couldn't take pressure off. I had to stop the bleeding."
    He paused. "I felt it the moment he was gone. There is a certain dread and overwhelming loss that comes when you watch someone you love die. Anger was the only thing I could feel after I caught my breath. I couldn't understand why Shane, who'd never harmed anyone, would die and I was still alive. I couldn't understand it. I still don't understand. The next thing I know someone was pulling me away and all I could think to do then was run."
    "That's when Xavier came after you."
    "You know Xavier?"
    "Yes. He's my brother's boyfriend."
    Race nodded. "Yeah, X had his team come after me because he was afraid someone else would get gun happy.
    We weren't best friends but we got along. My life was over after that. We thought justice would prevail—it took eight years. Now what am I supposed to do? They gave me fifty million dollars… but all that's useless to me now. I can't even find a man without my past coming back to haunt me."

    * * * *
Laird stepped closer and gripped Race's hips. He
    pulled his body into the cowboy's and took a breath. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry you had to go through that and I am very sorry I was such a moron. I just—it was a lot of
    information and it all hit me at the exact same time."
    "I should have understood that. But I just couldn't get over being rejected again. The truth is, Laird, you can't have me around. I don't know if I can get over someone looking at me like I'm some kind of monster and not get angry. I am so damn angry all the time and so far it's just been simmering."
    "Did you mourn your brother?"
    "I—I couldn't. The guilt that was inside me—that is still inside me—won't let me."
    "Don't you think it's time you do that? He can't blame you, Race. You did nothing wrong. You tried to save him even though it broke your heart because it caused him pain. He's your brother. No matter what you do he loves you."
    "How do you know that?"
    Laird chuckled. "I know it's not the same thing but even when Rajan and Savaro make me mad enough to
    literally push steam out my ears, I still love them with almost everything in me."
    Race smiled at him and Laird's breath caught in his throat. He lifted a hand to caress Race's cheek.
    "Give me another chance, Race. Come home with me."
    "Do you think that's the best of ideas?"
    Laird groaned, dragging a finger over Race's nipple and stopping slightly to hook his nail beneath the nipple ring through his shirt. "I've missed you. I've missed your body. I've missed…" Laird took a breath, snaked a hand down Race's body and grabbed his cock, "…this."
    Race gasped. "It can't be this easy."
    Laird watched as the cowboy's head slipped
    backwards each time he added pressure to Race's quickly hardening cock. His large body trembled and Laird inched closer. "Of course it can. I have these feelings for you and I know you have them too or you wouldn't be here with me.
    Please… all I ask is for a second chance."
    Race gripped his hand, pulling it away from his
    tender rod. He licked his lips and Laird groaned. "This is so strange."
    "What?"
    "You asking me for a second chance. I always imagined me asking you for that."
    "It doesn't matter who's asking. All that matters is your answer."
    Race leaned in, taking Laird's lips. Laird groaned, leaning heavily into the kitchen counter and holding onto Race for dear life. When the cowboy lifted his mouth, Laird whimpered.
    "My answer," Race whispered, "is always yes. I don't know how I came to deserve you but I just want to keep on doing it."
    Laird couldn't control himself. He launched himself into Race's arms, wrapping his arms around Race's neck.
    He pressed his face into Race's neck and inhaled deeply. "I