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He doesn’t say anything as I take care of him, and when I return with a bottle of water, he takes it in his tired hands.

“Sit up,” I whisper. When he does, I open the bottle and gently pour the water into his mouth. His face is still blotchy and swollen around the eyes.

Moments like these, I remember this is Emerson’s son. Even if he is a grown man, this is still his kid. And I should feel bad for the things I’ve done to him, but I don’t. Somewhere along the way, my shame turned into pride. I’m not sorry for making my friend’s son my sub—I’m honored.

This man ismine.

After his bottle is empty, he collapses against my chest again, and I hold him in my arms, brushing back his hair and kissing his head.

“How are you feeling?” I ask.

He shrugs.

“Beau, talk to me.”

“I’m fine,” he mutters. And that’s how I know he’s not.

“You really did do so well,” I tell him.

“I know, but I just…wasn’t expecting that.”

“The pain?” I ask.

“No. It was like I lost control. I thought I could handle it,” he says in a low, lazy tone.

“You did handle it. Your reaction was normal.”

“It was humiliating,” he replies with a grunt.

“Even with me?” I ask, touching his face again.

When he looks up, the nothingness in his eyes is better than the guard he usually keeps up. Because at least Beau can have his guard down around me. He trusts me enough for that.

“No. You’re the exception.”

My heart soars, but I try not to let it show in my expression. Pulling his face closer, I let my lips graze his before I softly whisper, “You’re my exception too.”

“I don’t want you to leave,” he says as he pulls away from my kiss.

“What?”

“I’m not ready to let this go. We’re still learning so much, and it would ruin everything if you just leave.”

“Beau…” I’m ready to remind him it’s just temporary, but that’s just an excuse. Even six months is too long to be apart. Especially if we expect this to still be here when I get back. There’s really only one solution, and I may be crazy bringing this up, but we’re both still high on the moment, so I have no filter. “Come with me,” I whisper.

He’s staring at me with surprise in his eyes. “What?”

“Come to Phoenix with me. Even if it’s only for six months. We can keep doing this.”

“Are you serious?”

Chills run through me as the excitement sets in. This is crazy, but I don’t care. I want this. Biting my lip with a big smile, I nod my head. “Yes. I’m serious.”

I watch as goosebumps erupt along his skin and his face morphs into the same look of excitement. I keep waiting for him to back out, make some excuse and politely let me down. Instead, he nods. “Okay.”

“Really?” I ask as I pull him closer.

“Fuck yes.”

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