It was hard for Drew to leave Amara. He looked so small and vulnerable. He’d been exhausted, and despite the pain it hadn’t taken him long to fall asleep. Drew had held him until his head grew heavy and his body slack, then carefully settled him back on the pillows. Even then he’d lingered, unable to tear himself away from the beautiful boy, wondering what the hell he’d done. It had felt so good to hold Amara, to finally be able to stroke his soft hair and rest his cheek on it, and beyond good t