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. I already found out that marriage isn t what holds people 354 Dani Alexandertogether, Austin.And infidelity isn t what tears them apart.We re going to betogether on our own terms. He pulled off his shirt and immediately my questions took a backseat.Hisabdomen was a patchwork of scars, from the surgical one running straight downhis torso to the smaller ones from his colostomy bag and the bullet wound.Theirred raw nature reminded me that Peter was still in pain.That his wounds itchedand burned so badly he slept in fits.Not a good time for me to start an argument.As he pulled on a fresh t-shirt, I determined not to give in to the heartpounding fear that was tying knots in my throat.My hands shook as I securedhis other shoe.The fight wasn t worth the heartache. We can talk later. I thought we worked this all out? We worked out that I forced monogamy on you when I didn t really figureout if that s what you wanted.Or even if I could be. You think I feel obligated to be with you on your terms? He smiled, tossingme an empty gym bag.I started to pile in the clothes that Darryl and I hadbought for him. Your mother thinks you re indebted to me because you owe me money.Darryl thinks you owe me because of Cai.And Rosafa thinks you re with mebecause Cai is choosing to stay here after you decided to move in with me.Yeah,I think you might feel obligated. Overthinking.It s like a disease with you.They should make pills for it. They do.Little blue ones that drive the blood from the brain straight to thecock. Hard-ons don t make you think less.They make you think stupid.Whichmakes me think you must have one 24/7. Ouch. Austin. He propped back on his hands, his t-shirt sliding up to reveal aportion of the scar on his abdomen.My stomach contracted in empathy. For therecord, I want to be exclusive. He had carefully avoided my question. Do you feel obligated to me or not? Of course I do.I told you that before.But it s not why I want to be with you. He zipped up the bag and picked up the newspaper-wrapped gift I d given him Shattered Glass 355an hour earlier.Instead of opening it, he d set it on the side table and ignoredit while he got dressed.In the wake of this discussion, I had forgotten it.Nowit rested ominously in Peter s lap.Like he expected it to hold some clue to ourfuture. I ll get the release forms, I said, standing up.He ripped open the package before I could escape. This is why I want to bewith you, Austin.Not because of money or emotional debt. He fingered onedingy ear of the slippers I had rescued, his smile taking my breath.My stomach flipped a few times. Because I dry cleaned your slippers? Because you value what s really important. He inhaled and exhaled loudlyand set the slippers on the bed beside him. Now I have to ask you for one morething. If it s a three-way with Darryl, I am not going to be the girl. The severity of his gaze made me glad my nose wasn t within flicking range.But, since his tongue could be just as sharp as his fingers, my ears were alreadypreparing for his barb. I think you should go see your mother before she dies. There was no preparing for that.Whatever It Takes No, I said, keeping the rage out of my voice with herculean effort. Are youready to go? I held out my hand.He passed me the gym bag, keeping hold ofthe handles as I grabbed it.I couldn t jerk it away without jarring him.I let go. Idon t have a mother. Not for me.Not for her.For you. This could be an argument by being stubborn, or I could convince him howbad an idea it was.I sat next to him, staring out the window. You want me to telloff a dying woman? If that s what it takes, he said. You ve been here six weeks, every day, anddidn t even visit when you tested to donate your liver to her! She s one floor up. There are a lot of strangers one floor up.Am I supposed to visit them, too? You walked right past her room. 356 Dani Alexander We should talk about something more important.Like who is supplyingyour information. There was only one person who could have told Peter I hadbeen upstairs. You know what I find ironic? My homophobic father has spokento my male lover more times in two months than he has to me my entire life. You know what I find ironic? My homophobic mother offers you her cabbagerolls as a truce and you respond by asking her if it was tacit approval to suck mycock. She shoved a phallic symbol my way and told me to eat it. If your idea of a cock is a stuffed green leaf covered in red sauce, we havemore to discuss than monogamy. You used ironic incorrectly. Shit happens! He spat.Oops.I had hit the Peter-thinks-I-think-he s-stupidbutton. Then again, so did I. He narrowed his gaze and blew out a breath.Our relationship was a series ofvolatile reactions.With the rollercoaster ride my pulse was on, I could honestlysay that I liked it that way.These days our arguments were heated, but not cruel.Our makeups were even better.He chewed his inner lip.A sign I always took as him figuring out how to getme to do something. I think you should see your mother.Something is makingyour dad get involved with all of this. You re a manipulative asshole, you know that? You love it [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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. I already found out that marriage isn t what holds people 354 Dani Alexandertogether, Austin.And infidelity isn t what tears them apart.We re going to betogether on our own terms. He pulled off his shirt and immediately my questions took a backseat.Hisabdomen was a patchwork of scars, from the surgical one running straight downhis torso to the smaller ones from his colostomy bag and the bullet wound.Theirred raw nature reminded me that Peter was still in pain.That his wounds itchedand burned so badly he slept in fits.Not a good time for me to start an argument.As he pulled on a fresh t-shirt, I determined not to give in to the heartpounding fear that was tying knots in my throat.My hands shook as I securedhis other shoe.The fight wasn t worth the heartache. We can talk later. I thought we worked this all out? We worked out that I forced monogamy on you when I didn t really figureout if that s what you wanted.Or even if I could be. You think I feel obligated to be with you on your terms? He smiled, tossingme an empty gym bag.I started to pile in the clothes that Darryl and I hadbought for him. Your mother thinks you re indebted to me because you owe me money.Darryl thinks you owe me because of Cai.And Rosafa thinks you re with mebecause Cai is choosing to stay here after you decided to move in with me.Yeah,I think you might feel obligated. Overthinking.It s like a disease with you.They should make pills for it. They do.Little blue ones that drive the blood from the brain straight to thecock. Hard-ons don t make you think less.They make you think stupid.Whichmakes me think you must have one 24/7. Ouch. Austin. He propped back on his hands, his t-shirt sliding up to reveal aportion of the scar on his abdomen.My stomach contracted in empathy. For therecord, I want to be exclusive. He had carefully avoided my question. Do you feel obligated to me or not? Of course I do.I told you that before.But it s not why I want to be with you. He zipped up the bag and picked up the newspaper-wrapped gift I d given him Shattered Glass 355an hour earlier.Instead of opening it, he d set it on the side table and ignoredit while he got dressed.In the wake of this discussion, I had forgotten it.Nowit rested ominously in Peter s lap.Like he expected it to hold some clue to ourfuture. I ll get the release forms, I said, standing up.He ripped open the package before I could escape. This is why I want to bewith you, Austin.Not because of money or emotional debt. He fingered onedingy ear of the slippers I had rescued, his smile taking my breath.My stomach flipped a few times. Because I dry cleaned your slippers? Because you value what s really important. He inhaled and exhaled loudlyand set the slippers on the bed beside him. Now I have to ask you for one morething. If it s a three-way with Darryl, I am not going to be the girl. The severity of his gaze made me glad my nose wasn t within flicking range.But, since his tongue could be just as sharp as his fingers, my ears were alreadypreparing for his barb. I think you should go see your mother before she dies. There was no preparing for that.Whatever It Takes No, I said, keeping the rage out of my voice with herculean effort. Are youready to go? I held out my hand.He passed me the gym bag, keeping hold ofthe handles as I grabbed it.I couldn t jerk it away without jarring him.I let go. Idon t have a mother. Not for me.Not for her.For you. This could be an argument by being stubborn, or I could convince him howbad an idea it was.I sat next to him, staring out the window. You want me to telloff a dying woman? If that s what it takes, he said. You ve been here six weeks, every day, anddidn t even visit when you tested to donate your liver to her! She s one floor up. There are a lot of strangers one floor up.Am I supposed to visit them, too? You walked right past her room. 356 Dani Alexander We should talk about something more important.Like who is supplyingyour information. There was only one person who could have told Peter I hadbeen upstairs. You know what I find ironic? My homophobic father has spokento my male lover more times in two months than he has to me my entire life. You know what I find ironic? My homophobic mother offers you her cabbagerolls as a truce and you respond by asking her if it was tacit approval to suck mycock. She shoved a phallic symbol my way and told me to eat it. If your idea of a cock is a stuffed green leaf covered in red sauce, we havemore to discuss than monogamy. You used ironic incorrectly. Shit happens! He spat.Oops.I had hit the Peter-thinks-I-think-he s-stupidbutton. Then again, so did I. He narrowed his gaze and blew out a breath.Our relationship was a series ofvolatile reactions.With the rollercoaster ride my pulse was on, I could honestlysay that I liked it that way.These days our arguments were heated, but not cruel.Our makeups were even better.He chewed his inner lip.A sign I always took as him figuring out how to getme to do something. I think you should see your mother.Something is makingyour dad get involved with all of this. You re a manipulative asshole, you know that? You love it [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]