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“You were an adorable mess,” Bernard reassured him.
“What happened?” Ciaran asked.
“He came to my house, crying and panicking, thinking he’d never be able to be with me because he waited too long. Then, I held him and we kissed.”
“That’s so sweet,” Ciaran said. “Two men finding love in their thirties.”
“So did you,” Teddy reminded him. “You met us in your thirties.”
“True,” Ciaran said. “But theirs is sweeter because they were childhood friends.”
They all laughed.
Ciaran had a life here. He didn’t miss California, and he was closer to home if he wanted to take a weekend to visit his family. Nothing could have prepared him for the love and happiness he’d found in the snow-covered mountains of Washington.
