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I have loved you for years. I have been in love with you for years and years and years ... throughout school and training ... before transitions and afterward ... when you approached me and yes, even now that you're with Saxton and you hate me. And that ... shit ... in my fucking head locked me down, locked everything down ... and it cost me you.
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love
qhuay
qhuinn
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J.R. Ward |
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76338c9
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"Qhuinn stopped breathing, focusing everything he had on the male who had been his best friend and his never-been lover... and the ever-after that was never going to happen. Even after all the things that had gone on between them, and all the fuckups on his end, which were legendary, Blay still had his back. "I love you," Qhuinn blurted into the silence."
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qhuay
qhuinn
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J.R. Ward |
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c6abd13
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" , he wanted to say. And not "we" as in the Brotherhood. Not even "we" as in he and John. More like ... "me"."
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qhuay
qhuinn-and-blay
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J.R. Ward |
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01fb85e
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As always, Blay was the anchor who kept him from being swept away.
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qhuay
qhuinn-and-blay
qhuinn
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J.R. Ward |
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26b703d
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Qhuinn wanted to say,
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qhuay
blay
blaylock
qhuinn
j-r-ward
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J.R. Ward |
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3554d33
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Blay was the closest thing to an angel Qhuinn had ever come near.
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qhuay
qhuinn
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J.R. Ward |
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bf3fa5b
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"I'd better go," he said, without leaving. That one eye, the blue one, just kept staring up at him. Bloodshot, with a cut across the brow above it, the thing shouldn't have been able to focus. But it was. "I have to go," Blay said finally. Without leaving. Damn him, he didn't know what the hell he was doing-- A tear escaped from that eye. Welling up along the lower lid, it coalesced at the far corner, formed a crystal circle, and grew so fat it couldn't hold on to the lashes. Slipping free, it meandered downward, getting lost in dark hair at the temple."
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qhuay
qhuinn
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J.R. Ward |
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c5045a4
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As a collective exhale hit the airwaves, Qhuinn found himself looking over at Blay. Aw, hell, talk about a suck zone--this was why he avoided the guy like the plague. Just one glance and he was locked on, all kinds of reactions rolling through him, until the room spun a little-- For no good reason, Blay's eyes flipped up and met his. It was like getting goosed in the ass with a live wire, his body spasming to the point where he had to hide the reaction by coughing while he glanced away. About as smooth as a crater. Yup. Fantastic.
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qhuay
qhuinn
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J.R. Ward |
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c3c3c14
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"Especially as Blay's face came to mind. So beautiful. So very, very beautiful. It seemed silly and emasculating to call the guy that, but he was. Those damn lips were the problem ... nice and cushioned on the bottom. Or maybe the eyes? So fucking blue. He'd kissed that mouth and loved it. Seen those eyes go wild. He could have had Blay first--and only. But instead? His cousin ... "Oh, God ..." he groaned."
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qhuay
blay
qhuinn
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J.R. Ward |
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08f82e2
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"Qhuinn would reach out and touch the bandage ... and then he would let his fingers wander off the gauze and the surgical tape onto the warm, smooth skin of Blay's stomach. Blay would be shocked, but in this fantasy, he wouldn't push the hand away.... He would take it lower, down past the injury, down onto his hips and his-- "Fuck!" --
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qhuay
qhuinn-and-blay
blay
qhuinn
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J.R. Ward |
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9aec1ac
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"Saxton was indeed clear on things: Blay was still in love with Qhuinn-- and probably always would be. "Why?" he said to his lover. "Because I want you for however long I have you."
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qhuay
qhuinn-and-blay
saxton
blay
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J.R. Ward |
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3ead603
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"As that fucking chandelier twinkled overhead, Blay said roughly, "I'm still in love with him." Saxton dropped his eyes and brushed a the top of his thigh, as if there might have been a tiny piece of lint there. "I know. You thought you weren't?" As if that were rather stupid of him. "I'm so fucking tired of it. I really am." "That I believe." "Im so fucking..." God, those sounds, that muted pounding , that audible confirmation of what he had been ignoring for the past year-- On a sudden wave of violence, he pitched the brandy snifter at the marble fireplace, shattering the thing. "Fuck, " If he'd been able to, he'd have jumped up and torn that goddamn cocksucking light fixture off the goddamn cocksucking ceiling."
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qhuay
saxton
blaylock
lover-reborn
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J.R. Ward |
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0a12df9
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[Qhuinn looking a Blay] A tear escaped from that eye . Welling up along the lower lid, it coalesced at the far corner, formed a crystal circle, and grew so fat it couldn't hold on to the lashes. Slipping free, it meandered downward, getting lost in dark hair at the temple.
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qhuay
qhuinn-and-blay
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J.R. Ward |
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b2e5e56
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"No Last Meal for you guys, either. Guess we have that in common." Someone bust out the pom-poms and cheer for the team. Yay."
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qhuay
qhuinn-and-blay
qhuinn
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J.R. Ward |
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b261687
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Turned out Qhuinn was a snuggler. Who knew--and how fabulous.
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qhuay
lover-at-last
qhuinn
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