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I COULDN&039;T SEE Dev when I first pushed the curtains apart, but I felt him like a brush of heat across h that he wasn&039;t shielding well The golden tigers were masters of control - they&039;d had to be to hide froh all that practiced control I followed that hint of energy to find hiainst the wall,his knees to that nice chest, his head bowed over them so that all I could see was the fall of his blond hair with its highlights and lowlights, froht and just long enough to spill around his face and hide it completely while he cried He was inches taller than Nicky, not quite as broad through the shoulders, but he was still a big guy, and yet he&039;d tucked hiht that he had been co chairs that bookended the faux stone fireplace He earing a white T-shirt and pale blue jeans, no shoes, so that he was all pale colors to offset the reds and gold of the new living roouards melted away as I crossed the room toward him It was my problem now Oh, hell, it had always been my problem Because of Asher&039;s jealousy, no one else butDev, so it was just him and me I said a quick prayer for wisdom because I didn&039;t knohat to say, but I&039;d learned that it&039;s not really what you say so, anything, that you&039;re just there

I walked over to hied breath, loud and painful, and raised his face I had a moment to see that handsome face tear streaked, his eyes with their ae of rich, pale blue, blinking up atar up so he wrapped asdown, his face still came above my belly button, almost to my sternum I suddenly felt small

I stroked his hair and ht"

He shook his head, rubbing his face against asp in a breathy voice, thick with tears, "It&039;s not all right It can&039;t be It won&039;t be"

"Asher&039;s only going away for a month, then he&039;ll be back"

He pressed his cheek against my stomach "I love hireat, Dev"

"I&039;ve never been in love before"

I bent over hied him back, because the first time can hurt like hell "It&039;s wonderful and awful, isn&039;t it?" I said

He turned his head, and I stood back up so we could look at each other "Yes, because he&039;s wonderful and awful"

I nodded "Yeah, that&039;s about right - wonderful and awful is very Asher"

"If he heard you say that, he&039;d assume you meant the scars"

I petted the side of Dev&039;s face, tracing the edge of his profile "I&039;ve offered to try to fix the scars He won&039;t let me"