He wanted that. He wanted that so much he couldn’t breathe for an instant: pierced through by the vision.
Happy endings. Yes. Yes, please.
He wanted to smile, to laugh; Will shouldn’t, right this instant, and Colby summoned clear-eyed passionate resolution and scientific exuberance to help.
The love remained. Will wasn’t in a bubbling-over laughing mood, but the core was equally luminous. Will loved Stephen: perhaps only having barely begun to, one encounter and a hope of more, but the rightness of it shone true. Colby Kent loved Jason Mirelli.
He permitted himself one tiny smile, and then put on Will’s determined face.
On cue, he took steps into the study. Halted before the desk. As usual, his boots made next to no sound on the priceless thick rug. “Father.”
Sir Laurence raised a fi
