Forever Mine: Gay Erotic Romance

I took care of Patrick for most of our young lives. We formed an unshakeable bond. Most nights, he crept into my bedroom to snuggle, keeping his childhood fears at bay. 

During his teenaged years, I began to notice him in new ways. I deliberately pulled back, unsure how to process what I started to feel for him. I moved away for college and stayed away. 

When my stepmom asks if Patrick can move in with me to attend the same college, I can't find a way to say no. I have a spare bedroom. And I desperately want to see him again. 

Patrick arrives at my door looking more gorgeous than ever before. He's matured and filled out while I was away from home. When he sees there's no bed in his room yet, he makes a suggestion that shocks me and gives me more hope than I thought possible. 

Are we on the same page? Does Patrick love me the way I love him?