You have beautiful eyes, Matthew thought, staring so hard at Gavin that his own watered. It wasn’t a ruse. He wasn’t trying to get Gavin to follow through on Arius’s demand. That was the last thing he wanted. No one would die for his sake. Ever. Not a man, not a vampire, not a wolf. But Gavin did have beautiful eyes, and he wanted Gavin to know that. To remember it. In case no one ever said that again. Thank you for showing me all of this. And thank you for thinking that you loved me.
Gavin nodded. His throat bounced with a hard swallow.
But don’t you dare call those men in here.
A short, hard laugh fell from Gavin’s mouth, but it fell apart. Matthew heard Gavin catch the sob, even as Gavin lowered his head to avoid them. He lifted his hand, and he brushed at his cheek.
Don’t.
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