For the duration of the course that separates it from Rockefeller Center to his car, Liam is cursed. Why did not I kiss? Damn, those beautiful lips did not ask more! He was afraid, afraid of a fucking. Of rejection? That would not be anything special? To start over with a different man after so many years? A mature man, however, not be shaped like a little boy was Jake. Or, more reason than ever to understand and make sense, it snaps like a cod had been too afraid to want it. That kiss, that body, everything! Excitation was painful, unpleasant that he felt for William. A violent desire, passionate, fierce. If I had tasted for a second mouth that I could not help myself! He thought . me that I did there, in the middle of the road! Maybe now I should be in a police station to explain why an attempted rape to the famous conductor William McCarthy. The thoughts kept coming as he undressed. He stood completely naked in front of the bed. For a few seconds was the victim of a sort of mirage: William
lying at ease on the bedspread, wearing only a bow tie with polka dots blacks and whites. Smiling and mischievous, he stroked his chest with a stick.
"Come here, big boy, let me taste of your wand. " Slavering like a teenager on his first approach, Liam, well aware that on that bed there was no one, he threw the mirage starting to rub on the sheets, and whisper "O Will, yes ... yes ... ... what are my desire you, I want you too! "kissed and hugged the pillow. After rolling for a few minutes closer to the pillow, she regained her composure.
"I'm pathetic," he said aloud. He put his hands behind his head staring at the ceiling there. The day after tomorrow you would see her again for another appointment. At that point could well begin the slow, inexorable countdown.
Heath discovered that jealousy Sometimes it can be detonated late burst. While he was in the pool and turn the damn commercials, pictures of Jake under the blows of mighty Liam peered inside his head. bastard son of a bitch, infamous! he thought. She was angry with him, with her boyfriend's ex. Jake, in his heart, so warrant. Perhaps because he loved him too much and did not want to see it for what it was? A slut nympho. So I would have called Stacy. She missed her old friend to death and if she had not hated fiercely resent but maybe you could ... there was no illusions. Liam Heath
hated, hated the damn power he wielded on Jake, he hated his damn money and its damn bird scappellato twenty-four inches! Ok, Jake falls in your home with a great desire to get fucked, but christ at forty you should have learned to hold off your gigantic wuster! snorted neurotic, nervous head pendant. It was not likely. It had to be born gay Jake refused. So Liam also had a right to his understanding and forgiveness even if it was damn hard to turn the other cheek.
Once out of the pool considered revenge. Could I betray Jake, I could go with another man and you feel what I'm trying now. In that were shed at least a dozen dancers who have lost fennel given a blind eye to fuck. The problem is that he did not feel the slightest attraction for them. And then there was an important detail to consider: Jake would not have cared. Probably he would have laughed, or worse would find exciting! Then he went into the locker room. When opening the cabinet fell down the phone. "Shit!" Cursed. She took him in hand. He realized that it is not blocked and, unfortunately, had left a call by selecting the last letter of the alphabet. William.
Conductor froze. Heath had tried! Right now that her heart was melting for another, her ex came back to be alive. He stared incerto il telefonino per diversi minuti. Era stata una serata così bella quella del giorno precedente. E ora, invece di sentirsi libero di pensare al suo Angel e all’appuntamento del giorno appresso, era costretto a considerare Heath. Aveva provato in un clima di autentico trasporto e gioia. Già si vedeva in Italia, tra gli ulivi e i cipressi, i tetti di mattoni rossi e i romantici ponti veneziani. Magari con…
Il ritorno alla realtà era stato devastante. Che voleva da lui? Magari si era dimenticato un documento importante a casa sua? Un disco? Un portaritratti? Aveva bonificato l’appartamento da ogni traccia dell’ex ormai da settimane, ma qualcosa sfugge sempre…
Alla fine, una volta outside the theater, decided to call it, could not bear to see my big love suddenly appear , as he had still saved in the phone book, on display. The heart would stop, he knew, might as well precede it.
Heath's heart stopped. It was on the street.
"Will hello" he said almost breathlessly. It was a miracle that had succeeded in talking!
"Heath is going on?" Already. One explanation is needed. And to mention the call was a mistake to escape malice. She thought of how many times Jake had suggested to contact him.
"I'm sorry but ... I feel I made a few rings and then I did not have the courage ..."
"I was trying, I found the call." They sat in silence for a few seconds.
"I miss you, I know I should not say" other withered throat. He suddenly wanted to cry and scream to get back together!
"I miss you too a casino, a singer with no talent." The other sneered
excited.
"Meet." Propose without having planned to do so.
"Heath would be a mistake."
"I do not know ... I ..."
"Ami Jake is not it?"
"Yes, but ... you ..."
"What?" I love you too, wanted to say, but it's not fair against him.
"I want to see you, I need you."
"O my forgiveness?"
"Maybe ..., but are not to be with a clear conscience. I know I know you are angry but unforgivable to me with death does not give me peace. "
" faithless boyfriends I do not deserve peace. "
" More than fair. "
William took a deep breath before suggesting:" Come to me, I'm too tired for a room or something like that. " Swallowing the singer agreed.
Heath had long been the keys, had returned to the port shortly after the break. William went to open the door in his bathrobe. It had been a deliberate malice? Both
furono travolti dalle emozioni e dai ricordi.
“Entra” Heath si guardò attorno. Non era cambiato molto dall’ultima volta, tranne per la mancanza dei portaritratti di loro due assieme.
“Vuoi mangiare, bere? Che ne so… farti pure tu una doccia?”
“Voglio solo chiacchierare un po’” ammise prendendo posto su quella che un tempo era la sua poltrona preferita.
“Ok ti ascolto.”
“Sono… sono felice di essere qui!”
“In effetti anch’io lo sono, Heath.”
“Già” sfrego i palmi nervosamente sui jeans. Alzò lo sguardo e lo fissò con tenerezza. Per un quarto d’ora circa told of the spot, his new place, trying to never mention Jake. Then, when the arguments seem to be missing, Heath said, "I miss you like you miss me?"
"Yes, damn ... but do not think you have my forgiveness. You broke my heart. "
" I know not being able to resist the impulse, he went to sit beside him. Will felt a shiver up my spine. He hoped that he decided to kiss him with the same force as hoped to the contrary.
"I'm an asshole. Total. But what is love I feel for you. "
Bullshit, if you loved me I'd left my boots gynecologist for that."
"Sorry."
"Stop."
"You can love even after, even after it was over" serious statement was his, and he realized only after speaking.
"From whom did you learn these stupid things, from your new boyfriend?"
"Maybe" actually started teaching directly from the words of Jake post confession of the future fuck with Liam. Heath had thought deeply. Her boyfriend had a point. William was missing too and it was literally emasculated to be able to live without him. He turned abruptly and without notice, the captured her face in her hands. She looked at him long.
"You always so nice ... beautiful ... "
" Stop Heath ... "
" It's not fair that you do this, I know. "
" What you do to me? "he smiled bitterly. "And Jake?"
"You're right, although there is the remote possibility that he is not jealous of you." William gave a curious look.
"In that sense it would not be jealous of me?"
"In the sense that ..." had not planned to say but the need to unburden himself took over: "go to bed with her ex." I am pathetic or not?
"What? And you ... you accept it? "
" No, certainly not. But it seems impregnable his good faith. He says that a love like that needs to be granted at different times, which probably will never be truly divided. Things like that. "
" nonsense. You've given up on me, you should at least respect for this. "
" Yes, if it were not for him ... to be here, and maybe I do not know: kiss! Here, for he would not betray. "
" I do not understand ... "
" For the same reason why the other night he made love with Liam and we do not feel at all guilty. "
" Liam? His name is Liam his ex? "
" Yes "
" I thought it was a name a bit 'more rare New York! "
" In what way? "Heath was perplexed by that soliloquy.
"No, nothing. Jake has just ... thinking Paraculo. Easy to fuck the former and then run the new guy as if nothing had happened. "
" He did not see it that way. No, he has created a kind of philosophy of love that never dies. Because his heart is so big and his body much in need of love, there is room for everyone! "
" Paraculo, all right, "he repeated, without exaggeration. He was still thinking about the coincidence of the name. Liam ... Liam Liam ... how many there will be a Manathann? Many more than you think.
"Now I proprio andare.”
“A quest’ora il tuo ragazzo ti starà aspettando.” Sempre se non è corso tra le braccia di Liam. Pensò il biondino malizioso.
“Già” Heath lo prese tra le braccia. Si strinsero forte, come due buoni amici. Come due grandi buoni amici.
