The love of a man for his life mate, the O’Shea hammer had hit his brain and heart, releasing every unexamined hurt, every careless or deliberate cruelty and more, his own resentment of his mother’s abdication of parental duty at his father’s death.
These painful truths were the core of his refusal to contemplate a life he could share, in love’s light with Bear. Brian felt ugly inside, unworthy and unwanted. He could not handle having his ass tossed out with the trash one more time.
Brian discussed the issue with Jim, rationally. However strong his attraction—all right, love—was for Donald Bear Drummond, the real world would soon intrude. It would take his lover away, leaving Brian alone, in pain, and unable to shoulder his responsibility to Irene. He could not do it. He was his father’s son.