Page 79 of Wolfgang
“More than anyone,” Eric agreed.
“And you’ll never stop.”
And he thoughtEricwas the needy one? But Eric stepped close anyway, pulling on the ridiculous paisley tie Wolfe had chosen until their faces were only a breath apart. “And I’ll never, ever stop.”
Now Wolfe did smile. “My perfect darling.”
And Eric felt perfect. He always did these days. Like he was good. Like he was wanted. Like he was enough.
“Yours.”
The end.
