Chapter 16 - The Man at the Architecture Gala
His name was Nathan Cole.
He was a structural engineer.
We met at an industry gala eighteen months after Vegas.
He didn't know my story when we met.
Or, if he did, he had enough manners not to mention it.
He asked about buildings.
I liked that.
Our first date lasted ninety minutes.
Our second lasted four hours.
Our third almost didn't happen because I panicked.
Trust after Trevor felt reckless.
Nathan never pushed.
"Take whatever time you need," he said.
That sentence was strangely attractive.
Trevor had always wanted access.
Nathan understood boundaries.
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Slowly, I learned that love didn't have to feel like negotiation.
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