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."Drew's hand stilled."Excuse me?""You really want to hear about this?" Scott wasn't sure if this was the sort of thing you share with your current lover or not.And he was damn sure he wasn't going to tell all of it, but he was resigned to at least easing Drew's worry."Umm, maybe just in a more coherent sentence or three.I'm pretty sure you forgot to breathe." Drew let him go and went to the fridge."Beer or juice?""Beer." Drew handed him one and he sat at the kitchen table."Okay, it went like this.I was away at school, hadn't seen Jeremy in about two months.I got back to the city a couple of days early and turned up on his doorstep just as he was loading the jeep.He said 'C'mon', so I hoped in and we were off."Drew nodded and drank from his beer, leaning against the kitchen counter."Yeah, that's cool.Get out of town, see your man.Got that part.But what's with the dumping and the crying?"Scott looked at the table."He wasn't expecting me, right? He was taking off for a couple of days to think.He'd met someone and didn't know how he felt, thought he owed it to me to really get his head on right.""How long had you been together?" Drew sounded curious and Scott suddenly realized he knew nothing about Drew's past lovers.He didn't think he wanted to know.He looked up."Over six years.""Shit," Drew said matter of factly."Long time."Scott nodded."Yeah.And I was completely oblivious.All I knew was that I hadn't seen him in two months and we were alone." He shrugged."He didn't want me.He told me he'd met this guy and I took off.Spent some time wandering the trails and hitched back in the morning."Scott thought that a little selective retelling was justified.He didn't see any point in telling Drew the details, about how he had waited and waited while they set up the tent.He hadn't even so much as been kissed, and he was desperate to be with Jeremy.He'd spent two months alone and missing him and needing him and here he was.So he'd waited until the sleeping bags were laid out and he'd wrapped his arms around his lover and kissed him.He'd pushed him back onto the air mattress and moved against him, wanting him so much.Jeremy had pushed him off and wiped his mouth, staring at him with dark and angry eyes."Wait for an invitation, asshole," he'd said.The complete and utter humiliation Scott had felt had only doubled and trebled when Jeremy started to tell him just how little he really know about the last six months of their relationship.How little he was cared about.And somewhere in the back of his mind he could hear his mother."Oh baby, I'm sorry.But you were never there.You were at school for so long, and then you left for two years.he needed to be happy, too." Never there, too busy, leave your man alone too much.His mom had worked herself into being gay positive, but she wasn't quite on the positive side of long term relationships then.That conversation had made him feel worse.Jeremy had hurt him, and the humiliation lingered like smoke around him, his own mother helping the stench to cling even though she hadn't meant to."He really hurt you."Scott blinked at the sound of Drew's voice, coming back to the kitchen and reality with a start.He looked at Drew and nodded."Yeah." Not much point in mentioning his mom's role."But that was five years ago, and I know you're not going to do that.I just.I was surprised."Drew finished his beer."I get that.C'mon, give me a hand." He went to the living room and started to bundle the canvas.Scott sighed, hating that it was his fault Drew wouldn't get a simple camping trip for his birthday."Drew, don't put it away.We can go camping.I want to go with you."Drew looked at him and smiled."Not putting it away, Doc.Grab some of this shit, will you?"Confused, Scott gathered the poles and the lantern and waited while Drew stuffed the netting into a bag.When they had everything, Drew said, "Follow me," and led him through the kitchen to the back door.Scott followed along, a grin starting to form.The man was a nut.A sexy, brilliant, crazy nut."Voila!" Drew said when they were outside, dropping the canvas."Our first camping site." He spread his arms and gestured at the backyard."We even have access to cold beer and a toilet that flushes."Scott shook his head and grinned."You're insane [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]