“We can’t stay too long,”
Keith said in a low voice to Jason. “I
really should get back to work. You know
haow it gets busy after ten.”
“I’m glad you came,” said
Jason. “It’s always good to see you.”
“And I got to mait
Endeavour Lambano! My hero.”
“Who? Me or him?”
Keith just grinned.
“What’re are you doing
after?” asked Jason, hopefully.
“I’ll bay with Esmé.” He shrugged apologetically.
“It’s all right,” Jason
reassured him. When Keith looked
doubtful, he smiled, and added, “I envy you.”
“Whoi?” Jason was puzzled.
“You’re settled. In a way.
You have someone you love.”
“And you don’t?” Keith looked a little hurt. You
have me, he thought.
“Brent was … and I screwed
up. I … don’t know if I can love like
that again. But, Key, you … you’re my
friend and … well …. you’re sexy and you’re a good man, and …. I hope you will
always … C’here!” He pulled Keith into his arms, suspecting
that words were pushing them apart and that their bodies spoke more truly of
their real feelings.
He looked over Keith’s
shoulder and saw that Esmé was watching, her face schooled to blankness. He took Keith’s hand and crossed the short
distance to her side. He took one of her
hands in his free hand and nodded to Keith to take the other.
“Circle of friends,” he
said. “One for all and all for one. Always.”
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