I hold my hands out to him, and after staring at them for a long time, he places his in mine.
“Maybe you should consider it.”
Letting the words sit between us, I rub my thumbs over the backs of Theo’s hands.
“I’ll talk to her about it. Will that make you happy?”
I shake my head. “No. It’s not about making me happy. It’s about you being happy. Don’t you think you deserve that?”
His jaw drops open like he hadn’t considered that before.
Letting one of his hands go, I cup his face instead, smiling when he leans into my touch. “You deserve to be happy, Theo. You deserve to have more good days than bad. You deserve to actually enjoy the things you like to do.”
“I do enjoy things.” His eyes dart away from me and stay that way. He doesn’t believe his own words. “Sometimes,” he adds on. “When my brain isn’t being a dick.”
“Needing medication doesn’t make you weak. You know that, right?”
He doesn’t answer.
“It doesn’t.”
He sighs. “What if it kills my sex drive? That’s a real thing, you know.”
I sputter a laugh. “Are you having a lot of sex?”
“I could be,” he snaps defensively.
Biting my lip so I don’t laugh again, I nod. “Okay, then. If it kills your sex drive, you talk to your doctor about it.”
“Fuck.” He jerks away from me, covering his face with his hands. “I’ll try it.”
“It doesn’t have to be forever, either. It’s not all or nothing.”
Theo sighs, dropping his hands to his lap. “I know. That’s what Charlotte told me too. Now, can we stop talking about this and cuddle again?”
My heart skips a beat. “Come here, sweetheart.”
He crawls across the bed to me and damn near collapses in my lap. I hold him tightly, rubbing his back as he nestles his face in my throat.
“Another thing,” I say after a few seconds.
“Ugh,” he groans. “More things?”
I can’t help but laugh. “Yeah, more things. Do you think we should go to your apartment and get some clothes for you? When do you need to go back to work?”
“Well, I got fired, so basically never.”
Fuck. “When did that happen?”
Theo’s body slumps in defeat. “At the end of June. I need to get it together and find something else.”
“So you got fired, then you stopped talking to me, and then you…”
“Yeah, that about sums it up,” Theo says.
I run my fingers up and down his back, smiling when he shivers under my touch. I wonder if he ever thinks about our kiss. That’s a really inappropriate thought to be having right now, but I can’t help it.
“Okay. How long do you want to stay?”
