He held me tight to him when he spilled inside the condom and I clung to him as if I was afraid he would disappear. Truly, the threat against me was over and he and Buddy could return home and rest assured that I would be fine. I didn’t let my mind go there because it would ruin my night with him. Instead, I focused on the loving way he pulled out of me and lowered me to my feet.
“You good to stand?” he asked. I nodded that I was because I was still trying to catch my breath. “Good, then how about you carry me?” He raised his big leg up as if he was going to climb into my arms.
“Huh uh,” I managed to say, shaking my head. “Not on my best day.”
“You calling me fat?” Gabe asked, sounding all huffy.
“No, just thick.”
“I got all the thick you can handle right here,” Gabe said, grabbing his goods.
“Ain’t that the truth,” I said, limping playfully as I shut off the music and made my way to the top of the stairs. “Maybe we should give my ass a break and take yours out for a drive.” I looked over my shoulder to see what kind of reaction I’d get from him.
“Okay,” Gabe said without hesitation as he pulled up his pants. There was only one time I engaged in anal play with him and that was when I gave him a massage. I never asked about his position preference and dared not allow my brain to conjure up the things he and Kyle got up to when they were together.
“Oh,” I said softly. Truthfully, I had only ever bottomed before and the idea of topping Gabe intimidated me.
“Didn’t expect that answer, did you?” Gabe walked to me and cupped my face. “I’d welcome the feel of you inside me, Josh. In fact, I crave it.”
“Oh.” I wanted him to be happy and if penetration was something he wanted then it was something I’d give.
“You look panicked,” Gabe said, a tender smile spreading across his face. “I’ll never ask you to do something that makes you feel uncomfortable.”
“No,” I said hurriedly, “it’s not that. It’s just…” I thought about how I could express what I was feeling without sounding pathetic. “No one has ever wanted me in that way.”
“I’m not like anyone you’ve ever known before,” Gabe said, causing me to snort.
“You can say that again.”
“I’m not like anyone you’ve ever know before,” he repeated.
“Thank God for that,” I said, wrapping my arms around him. “Let’s get cleaned up and we’ll order pizza.”
“Don’t you dare leave the mushrooms off,” Gabe warned.
“Triple mushrooms,” I declared, walking ahead of him.
Thirty minutes later we were cuddled on the couch eating pizza and watching the next biggest sporting thing on television. There was always some kind of major sporting event going on. “Tell me again about this big, exciting event that’s coming up,” I told him. “March Mania or something?”
“March Madness.” Gabe looked at me like I had seven heads. “Right now it’s conference tournaments, but March Madness is right around the corner.”
“Oh boy,” I said, dryly. I decided I would need a television in the bedroom once Gabe moved in.
Once, not if. Once.Joshy boy was growing up. My eyes must’ve widened because Gabe looked at me worriedly.
“What’s the matter? Did you remember something important you wanted to watch?” he asked.
“No,” I said. “I was just remembering our abrupt conversation earlier and wanted to know why you asked about the shears.” That wasn’t really what I had been thinking, but it must’ve seemed reasonable to Gabe.
Gabe told me everything that he could, which wasn’t much at all. I just knew Billy confessed to stalking and harassing us and he’d been arrested by the DEA for serious drug charges. Those were things that the police would release to the paper so I was just learning them a few hours early. Gabe shocked the fuck out of me when he finally got around to answering my question.
“Mine? Are you sure?” I asked.
“Adrian and Captain Reardon looked at the scissors and they definitely have your name engraved on them. They’re identical to the ones used to kill Georgia, but they’re a little shorter.”
“Fuck me!”
“I’m chest-thumping proud you think I could go another round after what we just did, but I’m out, Sunshine.” He tapped the armrest on the couch. “I gave you everything I had.” Lord, Gabe had been hanging around me too much, but I sure as hell wasn’t complaining and I definitely didn’t want to change it.
