When he pulled back, Blay frowned. “You’re shaking.” Was it possible he wasn’t imagining this? “Am I?” “Yes.” “I don’t care. I love you. I love you so damned much, and I”m sorry that I wasn’t male enough to admit–” Blay stopped him with a kiss. “You’re plenty male enough now–the rest of it’s in the past.” “I just…God, I really am shaking, aren’t I? Yeah. But it’s okay–I’ve got you.” Qhuinn turned his face into one of the male’s palms. “You always have. You’ve always had me…and my heart. My soul. Everything.
