Until You by Felicity Snow

Paul
It feels like I’ve been drowning for five years, barely keeping my head above the water. I lost everything that mattered to me. I never expected to feel anything again, to want anything again, or anyone. Then one night I find a young man on the streets and the next thing I know I’m offering to let him stay in my spare room. I don’t do things like this, but I feel protective of him from the moment I see him. He’s acting all tough but I can tell he’s scared and searching for a place to belong. And maybe, maybe I need someone to save.

But as time goes on, and the more we’re together, I find myself caring for him more than I should. The intensity to which I’m drawn to him is terrifying, because he’s only nineteen, and I’ve never felt this way about another guy before. What does that say about me? I can’t develop feelings for him. He’s too young, and far too good for me. So full of life and light. And he has no idea what I’ve done, the kind of person I am; and if he ever found out, he would hate me.