Reclaiming
By William Tyler King
Chapter 22
Hey all, If
you’re too young, old, naïve, conservative, scaly, tall, short, religious or
have Ebola, don’t read this… If you’re actually the antichrist, please just cut
all the end of the world crap out… blah blah, blah…
I’d love to thank Jim and
Mary for all their editing advice and proofreading… I’d like to thank the multitudes
of fans who’ve written me either to encourage me or to talk me into writing
faster… I’d also like to thank those who’ve reached out in friendship… Don, Mr.
Davis.
Please enjoy the following
chapter which would have been done a few weeks ago if my machine hadn’t eaten
about a third of what I had written…
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True to
“This will be even better
when we get some fucking furniture in here.”
“Fuck’n
A, you’re such a PERVE!” He said grinning to himself as he breathed hard trying
to regain his breath.
And so, over the next few
nights we moved a large portion of what we owned to the new place. I had given Michael directions on how to move
my Cichlid tank while we were gone. He of course, kept goading me by referring
to it as my goldfish bowl. Then he’d
add, “Besides, Jason will be helping me, and he works with Dolphins.” Which
would get Jason all defensive and starting a new battle line as “dolphin’s
aren’t even fish!”… Michael just smirked
since he couldn’t be happier than when he was actively goading someone else and
making them suffer.
By Thursday night we were
heavily moved into the new place and were just in my apartment in DeLand after
work eating our dinner when the phone rang.
I let
“Ohhh,
Hi Mom!” he was silent with a few ‘Uh huhs’ and
acknowledgements. “Sorry Mom, but we’re going to a wedding in
“My dad had a heart attack
the day after Thanksgiving.” My face must have fallen because he quickly
reassured me, “Nooo, he’s alive Alex, But he’s still
in the hospital, and mom wants me to see the SOB instead of going to the
wedding.”
“Michael and Ryan will
understand hon, he’s your father…” I offered expecting that that was his
problem. “Nooo,
fuck that SOB, he fucking threw me out of HIS house and said he never wanted to
see me again. Fuck him; Michael and Ryan are more family
to me than that bastard will ever be!” He said angrily… I hadn’t realized what
a raw nerve I’d just picked at.
“I’m sorry baby, you know I
want you with me, but he IS your dad… I just don’t want you worrying about him
all weekend…” I said in my soft appeasing voice.
“Alex, he’d kill you if he
had a chance; he blames you for my being here… He’s the reason I had so many
issues with gay people when we first met. Hell! If he’d known about Joe, that
bastard would have pulled the fucking trigger”
“Well what about your Mom? Obviously she thinks you two can work it out…” I
added as an after thought.
“SHE still believes in
fucking miracles, Alex, she gives money to fucking TV evangelists and thinks she can fuck’n pray me straight.”
I had no desire to argue with
him. Honestly, I wanted him with me on the trip, but something told me this was
important. “You know I’m behind any
decision you make hon, I just don’t want you to
regret this in the future.” I said as my last piece.
“I know baby, and I
appreciate it, Mom sure will be impressed when I tell her.” He said as he
stepped up and hugged me. “But I promised that I’d go, Ryan wants me as his
best man, and I WANT to go, besides, I want to fucking cream all over you in
After pounding my ass into a
soft gooey paste, he kissed my lips and said, ‘Thank you hon…
Maybe after work I’ll go and see him before we go… If that fucker’ll
even see me!” he said lying down beside me.
“Baby, he’s your dad…” I
started to say before a frustrated
“Yes, that’s true
“Again?” I wondered out loud… “Until I give you permission to
stop, old man!” he teased back…
The next day I learned you
really can walk funny after enough hard pounding, not that I complained
much. Hell, I even bragged to Marika and Ashlyn about it, James
smiled and I knew he was thinking of his date that weekend with Christian…
I went home and finished
packing and through
So Austin FINALLY showed up
about 5 minutes before we were supposed to be on the road to
“I’m fine honey, just worried
about you… and maybe a little curious.” I said as I got him a beer.
He snorted and whispered in
my ear,”You’re just happy I’m gunna be on the plane cause you’re scared to
death of them!” he asserted.
“AND that you’re coming with
me… I can’t imagine facing all those people without you.” I protested.
“You little tramp, you’d just
pick up a new boyfriend.”
“That’s better, you’re
forgiven now” I teased pressing my body against his once again.
Once we were loaded, I drove
since I needed to calm myself down before the flight and
I remained silent, letting him continue at his
own pace. “I met my mom there at the
hospital in the waiting room so we could go in together...” He said distantly.
“And as soon as he saw me enter his room he began fucking yelling at me, he
ordered me out of his fucking room and called me a fucking fag disappointment,”
Austin Paused, “those were his fucking opening statements of his fucking
screaming outburst, and then, as I went to wait for mom in the waiting room,
the light on his room came on, and I heard the intercom calling a code blue to
room 318, dads room. Alex, he had
another heart attack just from seeing me.”
There was so much, angst and
pain in his voice, my heart began breaking, I wished desperately that I hadn’t
ever encouraged him to visit that awful man. “Austin, baby…” I began…
“PLEASE don’t say it wasn’t
my fault Alex, it was! The fuck’n sight of me caused
his fuck’n heart attack!”
. “I’m not gunna argue with
you baby.” I said solemnly. “I just wanna ask how he is now, how you’re doing?”
I asked softly.
“Alex!”
I flinched, he was right, it
was a dumb question. “I mean, did he…?” I began,
“No he lived; the Doctors
were still in there when I fucking left though.”
“And you?” I asked pensively,
knowing what a dangerous question it was.
“I almost killed my father
Alex, how do you fucking think I’m doing?” he asked with underlying anger.
“
“Well Alex, I think it’s safe
to say that won’t ever fucking happen.”
“
“No Alex, I love you, but you
don’t know a fucking thing about the world I came from… You came from a world
of reason and romantic poetic ideals.
And I love you for it, but my world is fucking dark and primitive… guys don’t
love anybody, don’t hurt, don’t feel anything! You saw the way Nathan was; that’s what I
came from! He might be young enough to
change, I was… but dad won’t change… EVER!. He made
that clear tonight.”
“You gunna
be alright on the plane hon?”
“I have to be.” I responded
tersely.
“Alex, please don’t be like
that, this has fucking
nothing to do with you.”
“WHAT???” I asked
explosively. “How can you say that to me??? Have I not been a god dammed part
of your life through this whole bloody thing???” I asked him pointedly as I
slammed on the brakes and turned to face him. “You tell me right fucking now if
I’m wasting my time? Are you with me or are you going back to that other
life? You obviously still feel part of
it!” I demanded.
I let him hold my hand,
“Sorry baby, but I just don’t know… I want to believe you… but… this is all so
big, and you’re so…” I began to protest,
“Alex, sweetheart, there was
never a single moment when I thought of leaving you, hon. That was never in question for me… I love you, I want to be with you. Please believe that, Alex. My
Dad made it clear that there is no room in his life for me. That’s his
prerogative, but I hope like hell there’s still room in yours for me?”
The fear and doubt in my heart that had been
brewing suddenly melted… “Of course baby, Austin, I just don’t think I could
have handled loosing you again…” I said haltingly.
“So, let’s not play the
jealous girlfriend self-fulfilling prophecy card, ok?”
I couldn’t help but smile
back through a deep blush, “As if I stood a chance against you turd boy!” I said as I blushed.
“If we weren’t so close to
the airport I’d make you pull over so I could scrump
you into next week.”
“If we weren’t boarding as
soon as we got to the airport, I’d pull over right here!” I said pulling back
on the road.
“When we get to the hotel,
your tight little ass is ALLLLL mine!”
The Airport wasn’t as crowded
as I’d seen it on some weekend mornings, thank god for evening flights. We stood in line and checked our luggage on
and took our carry on’s with us. I almost balked as we got to the area the
lounge was in, the plane was already loading and
A perky brown haired flight
attendant took our tickets and told us where to sit. We were on a DC-10 so there were mostly just
seats on the sides. I sat on the outside
since
When we were seated,
We had these mini cokes and
little bags of pretzels as we flew over
“Thank you!”
I was started to protest
about how dangerous it was, but the thought hit me that that was what he was so
excited by, and before I could utter a syllable, he was gone. So I waited a few minutes and got up the
courage to stroll to the bathrooms knowing the whole time that everyone I saw
knew what I was about to do, I opened the door and slipped into the tiny room
to find Austin sitting on the toilet with a lecherous grin.
“You’re such a tramp!” he
whispered to me through his grin.
“Only for you
turdboy!
And god help you if we hit any turbulence!” I
whispered back, in a half hearted protest.
“I’ve got all your turbulence
right here sweet cakes!” he said as he lifted a very hard cock into the air
already cloaked in a condom and glistening with lube. “Now why don’t you back that sweet little ass
down on this?” He ordered quietly as he gently stroked it. So I undid my pants and sat myself on his lap
with a wiggled as I felt his already lubed and condomed
cock slide up my waiting ass. It was mostly
me driving our… fuck to the finishing line.
I jacked off into
As
“Too???” I asked noticing his qualifier. “April and I joined
together when we flew to
So
I passed a tall blond flight
attendant on the way back to my seat, “You two have fun?” She asked quietly as
she smiled and winked at me as I passed her.
I was mortified and was blushing up a storm by the time I got back to
find a satiated
“You worry too much!” He said
without opening his eyes.
“
“Sooo,
WE were caught!!!” I repeated in exasperation.
“Baby, even if they knew for
sure, there’s nothing they can fucking do about it
now, so relax.”
The problem was two fold as
far as I could see, HE was an exhibitionist by nature, he
enjoyed the danger and taboo of “almost” getting caught. I however, was a lot more
shy, I was scared of people finding us, and wanted my privacy. I stewed knowing he’d gotten his wish and
that we had actually been caught which only thilled
him further.
A few hours later, it was
light out and we were landing in
The
The air was a little cool,
but dry, something I wasn’t expecting, As I had been
raised in
After we claimed our bags, we
followed the crowed to the lobby where we saw a tall bleached blond holding a
sign that said “WELCOME ALEX AND AUSTIN” in large rainbow colored balloon
letters. When we walked up to him he got
a big grin and said “Well, well, Ryan wasn’t lying when he said to watch out
for the exceptionally cute couple, one in extra large and one in petite size.”
The guy said grabbing my bag and taking a duffle from
“Was it just me, or are there a
“Oh god, this place is
crawling with gay couples, Haven’t you ever done a white party here?” Justin
asked, I said “No”,
“Holy shit, I know you two
are from
“Uhhh,
sorry, this is my first time out of
“Cute, but no where near the
same cutie pies, not at all the same… I’ll have to show you some pictures if we
get to my house later.” Justin said as if he were going to give starving
Ethiopians food for the first time.
“I’ve heard the other
strippers talk about the white party?”
“Ohhhh,
just how cute are you by the way???” Justin said laughing as we swerved through
traffic. “Listen baby, the White party
is way more then a Rave, and well, to be honest, you and mini-stud would fit
right in with your shirts off… wall to wall muscle, that’s a big part of the
white party.” Justin said with a smirk.
“So what are you, part of the
white party tourism committee?”
“Sorry Justin, you can save
the spiel, we just got a new place in
“Congrats guys!” Justin said
happily as he sped past a big slow tangerine convertible. “Ryan already told me
not to strong arm you into buying anything, so I’ve already promised to be
good.” Justin added sheepishly. He
quickly added “Unless you want to see this gorgeous little bungalow! It’s
perfect for a happy couple.”
Austin and I just laughed at
his sudden exuberance and funny pitch. “Not at the moment sorry, but if we
decide to move, we’ll let you know.” I offered as I quit laughing.
A little while and a lot of
banter later, we pulled into a big parking lot, “Welcome to Desert Palms Inn
guys, one of the nicer gay resorts out here; the boys had booked you at CCBC in
Cathedral City, but the truth is it’s kind of a fancy bath house really.”
Justin said. “And we convinced them to go to a nicer venue for you guys. Justin
added with a wink
We got out and looked at the
desert scenery and then the wickedly hot obviously gay couple entering the
lobby. “Go on
“Very cute, but I’m not
stripping till we hit the room.” I said laughing at his puppy like enthusiasm
and need to show off again, but still mortified by the airplane discovery of us
in the restroom.
“You will if I fucking tell
you to!”
I gave him a smart ass sneer
and ignored his preening. “So why don’t
you just take it off him?” Justin asked giggling at our antics.
I turned and gave
“Go on, take it off him!”
Justin enthused in response to my dare.
“
“WHY would someone as big and
built as you, be scared of him, even if he s built,
he’s still only half your size.” Justin said suddenly intrigued.
“You ever grab a scorpion or
a rattlesnake with bare hands?”
“Noooo.” Justin
said unsure of where
“Dude, you don’t touch Alex
unless Alex wants you to, that’s why “I”
get away with so much.”
“You a
fucking Mob boss or what?” Justin
asked me with serious interest.
“Dude, he’s like a little
blond Bruce Lee or something...”
A cute young guy with bleached
blond hair and several obvious tattoos on his arm waited on us and got a big
smile when he saw who we were on his screen
“YES!!!!! Mr.
and Mr. Camble?” He asked looking up. I was about to correct him when
So we walked through a fancy
enough south western lobby and out into a lush walkway
decorated in birds of paradise plants and lush palms. Our “suite” was one of the big rooms past the
smaller rooms and past the swimming poor which even in December had a dozen
naked men in chairs sun tanning around it.
“I can’t wait to suntan in
the nude.”
“Well, you’ll certainly be
the youngest fittest one here, that’s for sure!” Justin scoffed as we entered
the cool and very posh suite.
“DAMN!!! “
“Are you SURE Ryan and
Michael are covering this?”
“Oh Please!” Justin said in
perfect gay sarcasm. “You’re lucky Ryan didn’t hire a small Mariachi band to
greet you here-he thinks you’re
“HOTTUB???”
“What time are you picking us
up later?” I asked Justin as a way to let him know we wanted some privacy.
“Ohhh,
Dinner time I guess,” Justin added as
“Thanks, but I think we need
to rest and regroup after that plane ride.” I said as I guided Justin to the
door.
“All right than, you have
about two hours, then I’ll be back and we’ll go to a late dinner.” Justin added
with one last longing glance toward
After he was gone I quickly
stripped and waited as
“I let you eat it all the
time!” He said back to me without turning his head.
“You know what I mean!”
“I don’t know, guess I’ll
fuck you!” I said as I moved to allow my mouth to cover his hard nipple. I heard his hiss as I bit down hard, doing
what we both obviously wanted to do.
A half hour later, I was
sitting on his cock, letting the warm water and afterglow of sex relax my body
as he wrapped his big arms around me.
“Can’t we just stay here all
weekend?”
I moaned in pleasure and
squeezed my ass together which he felt through his cock. “Was that a ‘yes’”
“That was a…” I was suddenly
jarred from the water by a quick jab of his hips which sent his still hard cock
shooting up my now relaxed ass, I just moaned as I felt his boyish need to
assert himself quieting my smart ass response. “W-Wedding!” was all I managed
to get out before
After this third time in a
single day, he was wiped out. We both lay in the warm water and regrouped.
“WOW!” was all I managed to
get out… I felt
“Lets dry off and lay in bed
a while.”
“Hon, I PROMISE that on our
next REAL vacation, we can have sex as often as we want and won’t have to worry
about anyone else’s agenda.”
Loud knocking on the door
woke us a while later, and true to form, Austin bound out of bed in the nude
and didn’t hesitate to open it and greet Justin with a quick kiss on the
cheek. I however, deeply wanted to get
back to sleep and so they talked with each other as they took turns trying to
coax me out of bed.
Finally, my very randy and mischievous
boyfriend leaned over me, ran the tip of his tongue up my neck till he got to
me ear, then he slowly inched it into my ear and began sucking on my lobe, “I’m
off to shower if you’d like to join me…” Leaving no room to misinterpret what
he meant, he reached under the covers and groped my cock before kissing me once
more and strolling to the bathroom.
I’d love to embellish and say
I sprang out of bed and ran to his arms in the bathroom, the truth though, is
that I slowly crawled to the side of the bed and with my eyes still closed
walked to the toilet and peed. It was
only then that I heard the shower and walked over and was lifted by
“I guess I always know how to
motivate you huh?”
“If I don’t get coffee soon,
I’m gunna suck any caffeine I can find out of your jugular vein.” I responded
as I bit his neck playfully. So I slowly
woke up in the warm spray and we both showered then
shaved and brushed our teeth,
“Hurry up boys, dinner is in
20 minutes, Ryan will kill me if we’re late.” Justin
hollered from the main room.
I gave the highly embarrassed
Justin a grin as I walked up to
“ALMOST?” I asked when he finished and stood up.
“Well, aside from you being a
man and not having breasts I mean” He said grinning.
“Ok Boy’s time to get dressed
and stop playing kissy face…” Justin said in his sing
song voice.
After I’d gotten my shorts
on, I handed
I heard
“Here stud muffin, let me get
that naughty tie for you!” And he proceeded to fix
“Thanks Justin,”
“You just stick to being eye candy, I’ll worry about your ties.” Justin offered.
I was that quickly cut out of
“Told you not to touch
anything he owns without asking permission first.”
“I-I-I was j-just offering to
h-help” Justin said suddenly awkward and self aware.
“Appreciate the offer bud,
but you aren’t the first person who’s been after me when I was with someone
else.”
I was about to say something
then stopped when
“Well, we should really get
moving I guess.” Justin said a little reserved.
“Sorry Justin, I just wanted
you to know we were a committed couple, no open relationships here.” I said as
we moved to the door that
“Yeah, no problem, I just got
carried away I guess.” He offered apologizing to us.
Justin drove a dark green Altima, normally I let
When we got inside, a cute as
hell young Hispanic boy lead us to a large gathering of tables where I finally
recognized Ryan and a very drunk Michael. “ALEX…
Michael was slower to respond but seemed even
happier to see us. “ALEX!!!!!” Michael
screamed excitedly from across the table as he stood up and rushed over. “I’m
so fucking glad to see you baby, where’s
“
We sat down with two separate
groups at first, but after a short time,
I jumped up, “You can sit here baby!” I said
glad he was back with me.
As he sat down he asked,
“Thanks hon, but where are you gunna
sit? I wanted to sit with you” As he sat, I scooted between his legs and the
table and sat on his lap.
“Don’t worry, I won’t go
far.” I sassed as I leaned back into him.
Suddenly his left arm snaked
around me and pulled me into him, “You made it sound like it was your
choice…” And then he began kissing the back of my neck; nibbling on my neck and
drawing his wiskers across my skin, which I loved. To
be honest
“RYAN, THEY’RE AT IT AGAIN!”
Michael called out rather loud.
“It’s ok Michael,
let them get it out of their systems now so they don’t do it tomorrow during
the ceremony.” Ryan said calmly while shrugging at me.
“Everyone here is soooo freaking jealous of you baby!”
“You mean, they all want to
get in YOUR pants I think, don’t you Gorgeous?” I asked perhaps a little bitter
though I felt it and was trying to keep it in check.
“Tooooo
bad for them, You’re the only one getting lucky with
me tonight sweetstuff.”
For dinner we had a choice of
Chicken Marsala, Lobster in a lemony hollandaise
sauce, and a Thai vegetarian dish. There
was also a pot roast but no one picked that.
Austin and I ate away on the lobster and I had two glasses of this iced
Latte thing they made.
Eventually, a waiter helped
us move people over so I could have a seat next to
After a couple of coffees
Austin and I went with Justin to HUNTERS, a bar the others were meeting
at. We walked into a huge club strangely
devoid of the clouds of noxious smoke which covered the gay clubs in
Due to their sizes, Ryan and
his posse weren’t hard to spot, especially when big blond Michael was seen
draped over Ryan’s arm looking a lot more… do I say tired or drunk here? Than he had been earlier.
Still as the three of us got close, Ryan got all excited and started
walking towards us taking Michael carefully along on his shoulder as he went, “Welcome boys,
this was one of our main party spots when we lived here… Hasn’t
changed much!” He said gesturing
widely.
4 or 5 of the guys with
Cameron kept disappearing in groups and going back and ordering drinks before
rejoining us, after the third time Ryan leaned over and said “They say all
they’re doing is smoking. Personally, I think they’re doing coke or
something.” He said a little too loudly.
Justin overheard this as he was
standing next to me and Austin still, he looked
suddenly crestfallen, “Without inviting me?” He moaned sadly.
Austin and I commiserated with him a bit and
then Adrian, one of the older guys who’d actually stayed inside, said loudly,
“Well dear Boys it’s been great seeing you again, but I’m off to
Justin told us that ‘
Suddenly Ryan announced to
the group, “Ok
Boys, this place is done with tonight, WE’RE going to
“Come on Stud, Justin says
they have a live piano bar.”
The bar was a small place and
it was easy to see it had once been a smoke filled haven for lonely older gay
men. We must have been the first young
blood to be there in years except for the bartenders and waiters. The bar was decorated and had the appearance
of a quaint 1940s piano bar, complete with the baby grand raised on a tiered
dais and a 60’s something guy playing piano.
I was ordering Austin and I a couple of drinks when I noticed him on the dais talking
with the guy who had stopped his older melody.
After a few moments, during which I figured out what he was conspiring,
“Huh?” I asked pretending not
to follow.
“Baby…”
So I went up and met Buddy,
the Piano player, and he handed me a play book listing all the songs he knew, I
finally picked one and got a new drink which I set besides the Candelabra and
vase of cut roses.
“Good evening ahh,
Gentlemen and guys who want to be ladies, or at least treated as such!” I added
with a smirk. “Tonight I’ve been asked to sing a few songs and this first one
is going out to my good friends Ryan and Michael, who are getting married
tomorrow.” I nodded at Buddy and he
began stroking the keys, “I picked an old Burt Bacharach song since there
probably isn’t a lot of cross over in what he and I play normally. Ryan, Michael, this one’s for you.” Then I
smiled at
You see this
guy,
this guy's in love with you
Yes I'm in love
who looks at you the way I do
When you smile
I
can tell we know each other
very
well
How can I show you I'm glad I got to know you 'cause
I've heard some talk they say you think I'm fine
This guy's in love
and what I'd do to make you mine
Tell me now is it
so don't let me be the last to know
My hands are shakin'
don't let my heart keep breaking
'cause
I need your love,
I
want your love
Say you're in love,
in love with this guy,
if not I'll just die
Tell me now is it so
don't let me be the last to know
My hands are shakin'
don't let my heart keep breaking
'cause
I need your love,
I
want your love
Say you're in love,
in love with this guy,
if not I'll just die
So after that Buddy went into
a whole Bacharach song list, I took
After I sung a few more
Bacharach songs, Ryan walked up and said, “That was just Beautiful Alex, thank
you… I think you may have to do it again so Michael will appreciate it too as
if he’ll even remember anything from tonight.
Anyways, I’m getting him some water and taking him to bed. Want me to wake you for breakfast?”
“Sure, that sounds nice.”
“Good, there’s a small coffee
bar called “Koffi” I think Alex, ‘our little caffeine
addict’ will enjoy.”
I lifted my head at my name’s
mention and just smiled at Ryan, “Thanks hon, you’re
a doll.” I said quietly.
“Yeah, I think I’m taking my
wife back to base too.”
Justin drove us to the resort
but didn’t come in, after giving
I woke about
“LOOK, Ryan will be here to
take us to breakfast soon. You gotta get your fucking ass out of bed and get
ready!” He snapped finally.
Angry and feeling crappy I
finally dragged my ass out and made it to the bathroom and peed a fucking
torrent. As I was cleaning a little,
Part of me wanted to
apologize and run to him, part of me though was just so freaking angry and
pissed off… I don’t even know what I was pissed off at. But aside from feeling exceedingly tired and
just angry beyond words, I was thirsty as hell and wanted caffeine in the worst
way. At no point yet, had it occurred to
me that Austin hadn’t done a single thing wrong, he’d been the same happy
morning person I usually loved to wake up to each morning, today however, my
morning was spent trying to explain to Ryan and Michael, in my head, why I’d
been so pissed, since I knew he was obviously down there making me out to be
the bad guy.
I strolled down to Ryan’s
room finally and saw, even at this time of day, a world of men in jump suits waiting
for the sun to come out so they could sun bathe. I was startled as Ryan and
Michael’s door swung open as I reached for it. “Hey bright eyes,” Michael asked
groggily, “You in a better mood now or should we hose you down and leave you to
brood?” he asked as Ryan filed out past him.
“Wrong side of the bed I
guess, “ I said
to the boys as
“Wrong side of the fucking
planet is more like it!”
“I don’t know why I’m so fucking
angry!” I said to no one in particular.
“It’s a hangover dude, I’ve never seen you with
one I guess.”
“I only had two drinks aside
from cokes, and they were mixed drinks, trust me, I wasn’t drunk!” I
protested.
“Ahhh,
getting older can have that effect, can’t hold your alcohol anymore…” Ryan
teased as we walked to the car they’d rented.
“Nooo,
I mean, it’s kinda like that, the headache and the
dry mouth,” I protested, “I don’t know though, it
feels different.”
“Yeah, well you better be ok
by the ceremony.” Ryan said ominously.
“Well guys, I’ll be there,
but I think I’m skipping today’s festivities and just sleeping.” I said to the
group.
“You sure hon?”
“It’s not like we’re guunna get out here again any time soon…” I stopped and hit
his shoulder with my head as he passed, “I don’t know… I feel like wet crap.” I
said yawning.
“Well, maybe I’ll come tuck
you in then…”
I must have had 2 pots of
coffee and a few glasses of water and an orange juice for breakfast, but I just
couldn’t look at the food… I wasn’t nauseous, just… I had no appetite. The boys ate like there was no food left in
As we drove back
I fell asleep almost
immediately and slept till Austin woke me up a few hours later, “Hey babe, Time
to get ready for the wedding, you ok now?” He asked with an appreciable amount
of reticence.
“Much better” I said with a
smile.
“Must be, you didn’t even try
to decapitate me this time.”
“Ohhh,
you ain’t getting off that easy bucko, I still want
your head!” I shot back at him with a leer, “between my legs!”
“Fair enough!“