Can two broken hearts be healed?
Duke Michelson lost his husband and high school sweetheart, Emilio. He buries himself with work but nothing seems to heal his broken heart not until he meets Dashiell Mitchell.
Dashiell "Dash" Mitchell also has a b...
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My lips curved into a tiny grin. His cheeks and forehead were burnt from the sun but he had an instant god glow. He stepped out and towered over me, he was taller than Emilio. Then I noticed his shoulders were a crimson tone. "Does it hurt?" I lifted my finger and gently touched the raw skin. He flinched a bit as our eyes aligned. It's like the universe stood still. It was only me and him but I quickly realized that I didn't want to do this, not right now when I'm a complete mess.
"It's very uncomfortable but I'll survive. I've broken bones and that's a different kind of pain," he winked and that's when my heart skipped with joy. He had a special kind of power that numb my pain. It's like Emilio was here but in Dash's body.
"What?" his handsome smile went from ear to ear then I got lost in his ocean blue eyes. My cheeks got hot as I averted my gaze. I'd rather not tell him that he reminds me of Emilio. Then he did the unexpected, he interlocked his fingers with mine and that sent a surge of electricity down my spine. All I did was give him a faint smile.
"Do friends hold hands?"
"I think they should normalize friends holding hands because right now I'm liking this," I glanced down and his fingers were larger than mine. He rubbed the outside of my hand with his calloused thumb, at this point my hand was trembling. "But if it makes you uncomfortable then I could retract my hand?"
Deep inside I wanted this but my heart was being stubborn. My heart was locked like a fortress. I was waiting for Prince Charming again but I didn't want to get hurt. I'm still bleeding love, how do I let someone inside a broken heart?
"You can start by letting yourself feel?" he startled me out of my trance. His lips were close to the shell of my ear. He was in my head, it's like we're on the same wavelength. I aligned my eyes with his and this time they swirled like the blue ocean, they had tiny orbs of light that danced with desire. His eyes smiled and that's when I squeezed his hand.
"Let's normalize friends holding hands."
He pulled me towards the lobby and into a festive Mexican restaurant that was by the entrance. The music was loud as the colorful flowers decorated the entrance. Nobody cared that we were holding hands but then again I saw millions of posters of this place being supportive to the LGBTQ community.
We walked into the cheerful restaurant as we were welcomed by a handsome young man. He wore a floral shirt as his tan made his skin glow. His thick eyebrows were neatly groomed as his eyes fell to our interlocked fingers. His white teeth gleamed like the sun. "Welcome to Beach Paradise, I'll be your hostess. Follow me," I glanced at Dash who had a huge grin on his lips. What would it be like to feel his plump lips on mine? I shook my head and smiled.
