“Johnny! Lionel’s here!” dad called from downstairs.

                I jumped up and went downstairs. Lionel smirked at me from the doorway and I went over. He tipped his chin up and kissed me gently as dad shut the door.

                We’d been dating for 2 years, and were home on break from college right now. I had spent weekends with my dad and weekdays with my mom. My mom and Tommy had a little baby boy named Landon Elliot Cope. Lionel and I babysit him a lot together.

                Our relationship was still going strong. We got to be naughty together every once in a while, but I was just grateful to be with him.

                Lionel didn’t let his useless arm and hand drag him down. He had worked hard and had become the star of the track team in high school. He had even earned a scholarship. We went to colleges that were 2 hours away from each other, and usually met out for lunch, dinner, or a movie every week. We generally came home on weekends to spend time together.

                Probably the greatest thing for Lionel was that he had had a growth spurt a year ago. But he was still incredibly short. At least he came up to my chin now, instead of my shoulder.

                Lionel had helped me get rid of the bandana and stop being so ashamed and afraid of my own face. I could never repay him for that, though I had done everything I could to try.

                Brewer? Well, a teacher had questioned him about his black eyes one day, and they eventually found out his dad was hitting him. He got sent to live with his uncle, who only lived about 20 minutes away, and was now at college. He and I still kept in touch, and he was doing a hell of a lot better now that he was away from his abusive father.

                Lionel took my hand and grinned at my dad. “You watch the game last night, Brody?” he asked and my dad shook his head. “Can’t say I did Lionel. I never was one for watching sports. Neither was Johnny,” dad said and I nodded.

                “Now let’s go upstairs. My dad is boring to talk to,” I said in annoyance and dad rolled his eyes at me, laughing.

                I pulled Lionel up to my bedroom and we sat on my bed together. I kissed his lips gently and he sat on my lap, wrapping his arms around my neck.

                “EJ, do you ever think about marriage?” he asked curiously and I shrugged. “That shit’s a long way off, Lionel,” I said. He laughed. “Yea, I guess. Damn I’m a sissy for asking about that kind of shit. It’s all good. I’m still less of a sissy than you,” he said with a cocky smirk.

                “You wish,” I grumbled and he kissed me deeply. “I love you Johnny Morris,” he said, the cocky smirk still on his face but honesty in his eyes. I grinned. “I love you too Lionel Atticus Barrios,” I said and kissed him again.

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