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369 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 10, 2020
“I won’t say I love him more than I’ve ever loved anyone before, little bit. Every love is different, and they don’t exist on a scale. They’re each their own thing, and I don’t…I don’t like to cheapen what I feel now by comparing it to what I felt in the past. But this love…it’s a thing so big it takes up my entire world, and changes the color of everything.”
“Are they pretty colors, though, when you love my brother?”
“The most beautiful colors I’ve ever seen, Seong-Ja. Like all the colors of a living heart.”
❝Say it for me one more time, omr,❞ he pleaded. ❝If you never say it again…just…one more time.❞
❝Ah.❞ Seong-Jae’s lashes lowered, his voice thick, heady, sweet. But even sweeter was that he didn’t hesitate even a breath to say, ❝I love you, Malcolm Khalaji.❞
❝Seong-Jae.❞
❝You are tense.❞
Malcolm exhaled a brief, soundless laugh. ❝You’re too good at picking up on those things.❞
❝I am leaning on you. My sense of tactile perception is functional.❞
❝And then you logic your way out of actually being considered sensitive.❞
❝Malcolm.❞
❝You…think we’re perfect for each other?❞ ...
❝We must be. I cannot think we are anything else, when I…I…❞ His voice dropped into a guttural, harsh break; he swallowed. ❝…I love you, Malcolm.❞
❝Come. Dance with me, you oversized jot. Try not to step on my feet.❞
❝How can I resist when you ask so sweetly?❞
❝Hello Detective Khalaji, Detective Yoon,❞ the white rabbit said. ❝Would you like to play a game with me?❞
Seong-Jae never failed to startle him with his fervor, with the way the ice of his surface demeanor cracked to reveal the deep-burning embers smoldering underneath, and the fire that edged his voice when he spoke with such fierce intent. And when he showed that emotion to Malcolm, for Malcolm… Malcolm only fell that much harder, that much deeper, through the cracks in Seong-Jae’s ice to incinerate himself in that burning heart.