I went into the kitchen, and Brian was pacing between the table and the counter, his cell phone clutched to his ear, rubbing between his eyes with his other hand. All he was wearing was brown sweatpants. I got some juice out of the refrigerator and sat at the table, drinking it and watching the muscles in his back and upper arms flex while he paced. There were worse ways to spend an evening.
Yep. Continuing a fine tradition of starting each chapter with a kickass first line, or paragraph.
I woke up and wasn’t exactly sure what time it was. Or even what day. After a few minutes, I realized Justin hadn’t pulled the drapes; it was dark out. I lay there a little longer, and gradually thought, Saturday. Nighttime. Home. Justin put me in a coma with a blowjob.
LOL!! And what a loving, beautiful, hot scene it was!
“Monday.” I had to go to LA and Costa Rica for three days, and wouldn’t be back until Wednesday night. I had to go again in February, for five days. I’d been thinking I’d ask Justin to come, but I hadn’t yet.
Is he gonna? Is he??
He rolled away from me, and brought his arm up over his head, and then rolled back. I sat next to him, and then I scooted down and pulled him into my arms. He resisted for a minute, and then put his head on my chest, and I snaked my fingers into his hair. “Five days.”
I felt him nod. “Yeah, it’s getting better.”
“Good, maybe you won’t have one while I’m gone.” I felt him tense when I said that.
“Maybe.”
He didn’t say anything, and I thought he’d gone back to sleep.
Then I heard him sigh. I thought he was going to say he wished I wasn’t going, but he just settled against me, and after a while, I fell back to sleep.
Sigh. Oh Brian.
He nodded, and changed the subject. I stayed a little while longer, then went home. I still couldn’t quite believe Brian had let Emmett decorate the house again for Christmas, but I loved coming around the bend just before our part of the road, and seeing the house all lit up, and the tree in the window. I pulled into the garage, then came back outside and looked at it for a long time.
It hadn’t snowed in days, just a messy combination of sleet and rain that left everything looking kind of flattened and wet. But the lights on the house sparkled in the moist air, and reflected off the puddles on the ground. After a while I got too cold, and went in the front door.
no subject
Yep. Continuing a fine tradition of starting each chapter with a kickass first line, or paragraph.
I woke up and wasn’t exactly sure what time it was. Or even what day. After a few minutes, I realized Justin hadn’t pulled the drapes; it was dark out. I lay there a little longer, and gradually thought, Saturday. Nighttime. Home. Justin put me in a coma with a blowjob.
LOL!! And what a loving, beautiful, hot scene it was!
“Monday.” I had to go to LA and Costa Rica for three days, and wouldn’t be back until Wednesday night. I had to go again in February, for five days. I’d been thinking I’d ask Justin to come, but I hadn’t yet.
Is he gonna? Is he??
He rolled away from me, and brought his arm up over his head, and then rolled back. I sat next to him, and then I scooted down and pulled him into my arms. He resisted for a minute, and then put his head on my chest, and I snaked my fingers into his hair. “Five days.”
I felt him nod. “Yeah, it’s getting better.”
“Good, maybe you won’t have one while I’m gone.” I felt him tense when I said that.
“Maybe.”
He didn’t say anything, and I thought he’d gone back to sleep.
Then I heard him sigh. I thought he was going to say he wished I wasn’t going, but he just settled against me, and after a while, I fell back to sleep.
Sigh. Oh Brian.
He nodded, and changed the subject. I stayed a little while longer, then went home. I still couldn’t quite believe Brian had let Emmett decorate the house again for Christmas, but I loved coming around the bend just before our part of the road, and seeing the house all lit up, and the tree in the window. I pulled into the garage, then came back outside and looked at it for a long time.
It hadn’t snowed in days, just a messy combination of sleet and rain that left everything looking kind of flattened and wet. But the lights on the house sparkled in the moist air, and reflected off the puddles on the ground. After a while I got too cold, and went in the front door.
Lovely.