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“We,” she said “Absolutely Because David was more than my friend He was—he was my family, the brother I never had He was always there for ht and a car ran a light and—and—”

“Dah voice He reached for her, but she pulled away

“David and I didn’t have a sexual thing going between us We never did, never would, never could He was gay!”

Gay The word seeh the sudden quiet

“Gay?” Caleb said

“Gay,” Sage said She swiped at her tears and gave hiet “And you—you are a one-hundred-percent gold-plated jerk!”

She whirled away and marched into the bedroom The door slammed shut

Caleb didn’t move

He couldn’t have, not even if a fire truck had materialized in the center of the kitchen

David Caldas gay He’d never been Sage’s lover

And he, Caleb Wilde, was … Yeah Okay He was a gold-plated jerk

But he was more than that

He was—he was—

That was the instant it really hit

Forget polite phrases about how he had willingly adnant, hoas responsible for the life in her womb All those lofty bits of philosophy were true, but they skirted the real issue