Chapter 3Over the next few days he couldn’t get Bryan out of his mind. He found himself bringing up pictures of Bryan on his phone. He had a favorite pic from Bryan’s birthday party two years ago. Bryan at the table, a silly cardboard hat perched on his spiky blond hair, smiling over his cake after just blowing out the candles. His green eyes were looking directly at Isaac. The first time he’d looked at it, he’d been stunned. It was as if Bryan was laying out his soul. Showing Isaac what was in his heart.
But he’d pushed those thoughts away.
And how many times had he felt that pull to Bryan. To wrap his arms around Bryan and kiss him. There were times he ached for it. To feel Bryan in his arms, their skin touching, their lips pressed together.
But again, he’d always pushed those thought
