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"You have no idea what you do to me," he whispered, voice raw, cracked open. His chest ached with it-with how long he'd wanted this. Wanted him.

Aiden didn't answer. He didn't have to. The look in his eyes said everything.

And Matias swore, right then, if he died here- right here, in the aftermath of Aiden gasping his name like that-it would've been enough.

But he was alive. Alive and kissing Aiden like the world was ending.

And for the first time in a long time, it finally felt like he had something worth holding onto.