Trust

Evan Harris thinks his relationship with Jeremy Lewis is going well.  But when Jeremy bolts, Evan is left nursing a broken heart. Jeremy loves Evan, but his inability to trust holds him back from facing his past head on and building the future he desperately wants. Evan's patience is at the breaking point, and he struggles to decide if Jeremy deserves another chance.

Scarred by his own parents' treatment of him, Jeremy doesn't trust Evan's mother's motives when she reappears in Evan's life after his father lands in jail. The ensuing disagreement about his concerns puts further pressure on their developing relationship.

Unless Jeremy can learn to trust and Evan can let go of past hurts, they'll miss out on the relationship they've both been searching for.

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Jeremy wrestled his shoe on and stood. He swayed on his feet for a second as his skin went chalky again. Evan reached for him, but Jeremy shook him off. His anger seemed to dissipate as his shoulders dropped and his voice softened slightly. "Look, it's time you find out what the rest of the world is like. Go meet guys, go be young and stupid." He ran his thumb across Evan's cheek, his smile sad and wistful. "Just not too stupid."

Evan stared at him. "And what will you being doing?"

Jeremy's voice came out gruff. "Feeling lucky I was your first for a few things."

"Don't do this, Jeremy." Evan hated the way he sounded, like he was pleading with him. He wanted to drop to his knees and beg Jeremy to stay, but he was afraid that would only make things work. That it would make Evan seem weak in Jeremy's eyes. "Please."

"I can't be the guy you're looking for," Jeremy murmured. "You have no idea how much I wish I could, but it's not possible."

"Why?" He winced, hating the way his voice cracked. "I don't understand."

"I'm too ... damaged and I have too much of my own shit to deal with. I can barely manage to give you a handjob much less anything else. I'm not able to be what you need. I'd be a shitty boyfriend."

Evan straightened and brushed away the tears. "What ifif you didn't have to commit to me and we ... we slept together. It wouldn't have to mean anything. Give me rules about where I can touch you. You can keep your pants on. I don't care." Right then, he wanted anything, whatever Jeremy would give him.

Anything but losing him.

"I'm in no shape for sex and you deserve a hell of lot more than a cripple for a lover." Jeremy's voice was surprisingly gentle. "And let's be honest, it's more than sex, isn't it? You want the rest too. Wouldn't it hurt you to wonder why you weren't good enough for me to commit to?"

Evan flinched. "I wouldn't," he protested, but he knew he was lying.

"You would. And I know I'm hurting you now, but it'll hurt a lot less than some half-assed non-relationship." Jeremy brushed Evan's hair off his forehead. "I care about you, Evan, way more than I should. What happened last night was a mistake and we can't repeat it."

"Wasn't it good?"

"It was perfect." Jeremy sighed, the corner of his mouth twisting up in a sad smile. "But that makes it worse, right? I can't give you what you need and it's going to end badly if we continue. The last thing I want to do is hurt you, Evan."

"You already have," Evan whispered.

"Oh, kid." Jeremy wrapped his arms around Evan and he collapsed gratefully, his cheek against Jeremy's shoulder. "I know. And I'm sorry."

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