C138 THE DREAM.

Ethan handed Brandon a glass of water, his gaze soft with concern as he watched Brandon’s shaky hands grasp the cup. “Take it slow,” Ethan murmured, his voice low and soothing. Brandon nodded, sipping carefully, feeling the cool liquid coat his dry throat, but it did little to settle the turmoil inside him.

Once Brandon’s breathing evened out, Ethan asked gently