A.M. Riley - Bill Turner 01 - Amor en Retrogrado by A. M. Riley

Author:A. M. Riley [Riley, A. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

“Maybe I should just let it grow out. Do the Celtic warrior thing.” He grinned up at Robert. The broken lip had healed and the swelling in his face had gone down enough so his dimple appeared. Robert swallowed hard and released JD’s head.

“Like Mel Gibson?”

“Who?” asked JD, his eyebrows arching, eyes searching Robert’s worriedly. He’d been mildly anxious all week about all the people he’d forgotten. “It’s embarrassin’ to not know people. I wish I dinna…Robert? Can everyone just stay away until I remember?”

“Sure,” said Robert, letting his hand wander to stroke JD’s back. He didn’t mind keeping JD to himself. Fuck, he’d been trying to do just that for over fifteen years.

JD’s shoulder wriggled and he leaned into Robert’s caress. “Feels good.”

Robert brought up his other hand, rubbed JD’s neck, let his thumb trace that long bone to his shoulder. “Yeah.”

JD shuddered. “Fuck.”

“You okay?” Robert touched JD’s hair, his cheek. “Can I get you something?”

JD looked up at him and his eyes were black. “I’m afraid to ask.”

Robert removed his hand slowly. It was shaking. “Maybe you’d better not, then.”

* * * * * “Seems strange that I don’t know where we’re going,” said JD. His face was still multihued, but the bandages and neck brace had been removed. Robert was driving. Jorge had asked for the afternoon off, and Robert liked the idea of having JD to himself this first day anyway.

“You won’t like it,” said Robert. “You never did.”

“I didn’t like our home?”

Robert shrugged. Carefully casual. “You wanted to live somewhere more ‘artsy.’” “Ah.” There was that sharp look JD kept giving him. “How long have we lived here?” “Jay, I don’t think the doctor wants you go back over everything like this… He said it

would come to you.”

“Why do you keep calling me Jay?”

Robert laughed. “You’re impossible.”

JD turned away from the window. “Am I?”

Robert sighed. “You’ve always asked so many questions. I guess it must be instinctive.

Okay, let’s see. I call you Jay, short for Jaydee, because I actually thought that was your name. Didn’t get that they were initials until we’d been dating for awhile.”

“Dating?”

“Fighting, dating, whatever you might call it,” said Robert, eyes on the road, hands firmly gripping the steering wheel. “We bought this place five years ago.”

“Wow,” said JD. “How long did you say we’ve known each other?”

Robert slowed as he exited the freeway. “We’ll have been together for fifteen years this Thanksgiving.”

“Fifteen years?”

Robert was thankful that he had driving as an excuse to not look at JD. He didn’t trust what might be on his face. He sort of shrugged. Hoped it seemed nonchalant.

“That’s…a long time,” said JD.

Not really, thought Robert, not when you want forever. He braked for a red light, noticed his hands gripping the wheel too tightly. Focused on relaxing them.

Jorge had been driving him for so long that Robert had to concentrate not to miss the turn onto their little cul-de-sac. He spun the wheel and parked the Mercedes outside the front gate.

“I’ll write the passwords down for you,” he said to JD, punching the code into the box.

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