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When Eddie breaks their kiss, he says: “We can’t.”
“Okay.” Buck’s eyes drop to Eddie’s mouth; he doesn’t dare move otherwise.
Eddie’s fists tighten their grip on Buck’s shirt until his knuckles graze skin. “But I want to.”
Buck’s hands rest on Eddie’s waist loosely, where they’d landed in shock. All he can give is another, “Okay,” because Eddie started this. The only cards left to play are his.
Eddie tips his forehead against Buck’s. “I really want to.” His whisper ghosts over Buck’s lips.
The last time they shared breaths Buck was unconscious.
This time he’ll remember every second.
