N.R. Walker Taxes and TARDIS

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.I just talked."I had the best childhood.I was just your averagekid, did okay at school, played sports.Got to high schooland my parents had really high expectations, you know,football, grades& college& " I sighed."You know, Ialways thought a parent's love was supposed to beunconditional.I always thought they'd love and support meno matter what& but when I was fifteen, I told them I wasgay," I finished quietly."Well, I'd been wrong about lovebeing unconditional."Logan rubbed his thumb along my face.He stilldidn't speak.He just listened."Anyway, I found out there were some things myparents wouldn't accept.Or forgive.My mother washorrified, though I think she was more worried about whather church group would think and what gossip she'd besubject to.""And your dad?"I exhaled loudly."Well, he threatened to beat it outof me, and that's when my grandma stepped in, Dad's veryown mother."Logan looked mortified, so I gave him a smallsmile."I can't even remember why she was at our home,but she was there and witnessed the whole thing.She stood80Taxes and TARDIS N.R.Walkerbetween me and my father and told me to go upstairs andpack my bags."Logan blinked, wide-eyed, and was paler thanusual."I heard them from upstairs," I went on to say."Dadwas yelling about religion and God, and my grandma yelledback, telling him the only one God would be ashamed ofwas him.I came back downstairs with my school bag and abag of clothes, and we left.I haven't seen them or spoken tothem since."Logan shook his head and whispered, "Oh, myGod.""Grandma went back a few days later to get more ofmy stuff, but that was it.I don't know what was said thatday, but Grandma never spoke to them again." I looked atLogan, and his eyes were glistening.I covered his hand onmy face with my own and brought it down between us.Hisfingers squeezed mine."That's my biggest regret, thatGrandma died without making peace with her own son."Logan shook his head."Oh, baby."I looked back at Treasure Island, which Logan nowclutched to his chest."I don't have many fond memories ofmy mother, but this book is one of them."And then tears spilled down his temple.I closed my eyes and whispered, "Please don't cry."81Taxes and TARDIS N.R.WalkerHe didn't say anything.But with a strength thatsurprised me, he pulled me into his arms so my face buriedinto his neck, wrapped his arms around me, and he just heldme.So fucking tight.I felt relieved that I'd told him about my parents.Itwas freeing.But it was something more than that.It wasopening myself up to him.I'd just told him something I'donly told a few people, and I knew what it meant.I wasletting him in.It was both frightening and exhilarating.After a long while, I broke the silence."Logan?"His fingers stroked my hair."Yes?""Would you keep reading to me?"He kissed the top of my head, rolled onto his back,and keeping my head on his chest and his free arm aroundmy shoulder, he started on chapter two.82Taxes and TARDIS N.R.WalkerCHAPTER 9I was lost in the story, lost in Logan's voice and thefeeling of being wanted and accepted.I couldn't everremember feeling so at peace until he stopped reading,kissed the top of my head, and whispered, "Are youasleep?"I answered him just as quietly."No.Why?""You're so quiet.You're never this quiet."I lifted my head off his chest, looked at him, andsmiled."I could listen to you read for hours."He smiled warmly and pulled my face in so hecould kiss me.And he kept on kissing me, wider, deeper,slower, and holding me closer, tighter.Then he murmured,hot in my ear, "How about we try making it four?"Four.Four? Oh, four.I'd forgotten my little quest to seehow many times I could make him come in one day.We were still only in our underwear, so it didn'ttake much to undress [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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