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I instantly catch his hand to stop him from removing it. His fingers are quivering. I know he is afraid, and it isn’t the best time for him to reveal everything. Maybe later, or tonight, or perhaps another day.

“I would love to see you, Brandon. I just don’t think now is the right time.” I kiss his mouth softly. “But I did mention that you are beautiful, right? Whatever happened to your face doesn’t reflect how great a person you are.”

His eyes soften. “This is what I love so much about you. You lift me all the time. I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve you.”

I smile. “You make me happy. What else should it be? You are mysterious, but you’re kind, you’re generous, and you’re honest. But you are hurting too, so I want to take care of you.”

“I should be the one who’s protecting you and taking care of you, but I can’t if I’m like this,” he murmurs.

“But you are getting better,” I remind him.

“I am, but it’s not enough.” He sighs, staring back at me. “I think I should give you a tour fi