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Daris had never said the words I love you as much as he did since he met Iroca. It was a shock to him, but he loved him, and he knew that people needed to hear it. â I find that hard to believe, but you do tend to push people away. In my case I wouldnât like a person too needy, which is why you are perfect to me.â He smiled softly when their hands joined, guiding him out of the restaurant. â Your home or mine?â
Iroca nodded. He knew himself, knew the distance he tended to place between himself and others. âMost people annoy me,â he shrugged. Dealing with them on an as-needed basis was the best method he had found to keep himself from going insane. Having Daris, someone who was, if he thought about it, just the right amount of affectionate, was extremely lucky. Why had he ever let the other man go? âMine is a short distance from here if thatâs suitable.â










