“I’m gay, mate,” he told him when Sergi couldn't help but ask. “I got over all my hang-ups like a decade ago.” “Doesn't mean you want people to catch you at it!” Iesu raised an eyebrow at him. “We are… — N.J. Lysk Copy Share Image
“Gabriel's eyes widened, blue and startled. He was stupidly beautiful, but Ray didn't really care about the regularity of his features. He wanted the tenderness on his face, the insecurity born from love—it wasn't possible to love someone and not be a little afraid they'd break. Anything and anyone you loved was always too fragile for your taste, too likely… — N.J. Lysk Copy Share
“I like you,” his friend said, and it sounded like an admission. It had to be an admission, following what Josh had said about liking men, even as Josh insisted, “I really like you, Ray.” Even as Ray arched into the soft, feathery kisses Josh was planting down his throat, he realised he wanted to know more. But the words… — N.J. Lysk Copy Share
“Lanchester was a sleepy English town where nothing ever happened—if you didn't count half the population turning into wolves every full moon and running… — N.J. Lysk Copy Share Image
“Ray wanted an egalitarian relationship, there was no way in hell he was putting anyone through anything even close to what he'd been through.… — N.J. Lysk Copy Share Image
“I like you,” his friend said, and it sounded like an admission. It had to be an admission, following what Josh had said about… — N.J. Lysk Copy Share Image
“He met Ray’s eyes. He knew it was hard to believe but Sergi did believe it. Believe in him. He knew how strong Ray… — N.J. Lysk Copy Share Image
“He didn’t see any of his siblings on the way out, and he didn’t think it was because it was late. His mother was… — N.J. Lysk Copy Share Image
“I’m gay, mate,” he told him when Sergi couldn't help but ask. “I got over all my hang-ups like a decade ago.” “Doesn't mean… — N.J. Lysk Copy Share Image
