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Jefferson Blythe, Esquire by Josh Lanyon5/29/2023 ![]() ![]() “So what? You’re not all that much older yourself, you know.” ![]() My dad was twenty-five when he married my mom.” ![]() “What does that have to do with anything? Lots of people get married at twenty-two. Have your bags packed, because this light-hearted M/M romance will awaken your inner wanderlust and take you on an adventure featuring an international chase, mistaken identity, tons of humor, heartbreak and a couple steamy rolls in the sheets. And as if I still missed the point, “You’re both only twenty-two.” Very young,” George said, after a moment. The last thing I wanted to think about was Amy. I think I spooked myself by opening the subject up. If it had been a matter of of course! we’d still be getting married. I don’t know why I tried to make it sound so absolute. George said, “You and Amy were getting married?” I drew back and said, “Anyway, it’s bad enough that Amy and I aren’t getting married now.” Maybe too good a listener, because it suddenly occurred to me that every time I had tried to turn the subject to George, we had somehow ended up talking about me again. ![]()
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