Callum
My mate was the most beautiful man I'd ever laid eyes on. Fine, he was a little rough around the edges, but living as a rogue would do that to you. I could tell under that short beard laid a soft jaw and great cheekbones. And under the late afternoon sun his hair blazed like dark gold. I was glad we drove to the prison, otherwise it would've been an hour's walk back and something told me my mate wouldn't have appreciated that or having to shift around us.
I had never felt this unsure of how to act around someone and I could feel Cam was the same. I didn't know how much of the bond Taylor could feel; the small stolen glances and the way I noticed his hands fiddled in his pockets wanting to grasp something told me he felt something. Not to put pressure on my brother, but if anyone c
