Finding His Second Chance by J.P. Oliver

I don’t think I deserve a second chance.
Eight years ago, my best friend Griff walked out of my life.
It wasn’t his fault. He came out of the closet and his parents told him to get lost. He was looking to me for a plan, some support – but I let him down. It doesn’t matter that I was just a kid myself. I should have been there for him.
I gave up hoping that he would get in touch, even just to let me know he was alright. So when I saw him back in town scoping out real estate for his art gallery, I was shocked – and so damn hopeful I couldn’t think straight.
I might not deserve him, but I never stopped loving him. And this time? I’ll do anything it takes to stand up for him – even if it costs me my job.