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a guess.”
“A good one.”
He pulled back. “Not with another guy?”
“Not with anyone.”
He gripped the back of my neck and whispered in my ear. “I like that there are some things that can be just for us.”
Another exploring hand ran over my ass. Not a random guy hitting on me. The touch was too familiar.
I reached behind me, gripped the waistband of his pants, and yanked him around until Matthew pushed between us.
I wrapped an arm around him. “He didn't last long.”
“Nope.” Richard's open palm rubbed Matthew's cheek. “But that's okay. He's right where he needs to be.”
Matthew laughed and pressed closer.
I looked to one, then the other. A freedom I'd never known washed over me. The last remnants of the man I'd forced myself to be for so long were gone. I was free... free from the past... free from my father. All that remained was the truth.
I grabbed Matthew's face in my hands. “Matthew, I love you.”
He bit his lip and leaned into me, his arms slipping around my neck, his body shaking against mine. I held on to him until he stilled.
When we let go, I laid a hand on Richard's chest, and he moved closer. His green eyes scanned mine. His chest heaved with each breath.
“I love you.”
He buried his face in my neck. Wet drops tickled my skin. His tears.
I held them close and said what my father never could. “I'll love you both until I take my last breath.”
THE END

Sloan Parker
Sloan Parker writes romantic, erotic stories of love and passion. She likes to create complex characters, imperfect people who are growing as individuals, living as true to themselves as they can, and of course, falling in love.
Sloan wrote her first book, complete with hand-drawn illustrations, in the second grade, and never looked back. She believes that in fiction— and in love— anything is possible.
You can find out more about Sloan and her writing at www.sloanparker.com.
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