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Chapter 17

“Shut up and kiss me.” Jesse laughed. “Then we’ll get a shower together, and who knows what else we’ll do.”

Carr kissed him: long and steady, passionately, unyieldingly, perhaps attempting to make up for years of love lost he had never shared with Jesse Fitzpatrick. Two decades caught and tangled in that single moment. Again, perfection.

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Saturday, April 22, 2017

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

Jesse couldn’t believe it finally stopped snowing in western Pennsylvania. The sun became a ball of fiery light that filled Basin Methodist, illuminating the maple pews, pulpit at the front of the church, and all its guests. The day’s temperature held at fifty-two degrees; the perfect weather for a bride and groom to be married. Jesse felt squeezed into the black and plum-colored tuxedo as he looked from left to right, standing in the line of six groomsmen at the front of the church on three carpeted steps.