Breakfast at Midnight by Kim Dias

Author:Kim Dias [Dias, Kim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-63533-899-7
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2017-10-11T04:00:00+00:00

WHEN FRED walked back into the bedroom, he was greeted by the sight of Callum still stretched out and lazing. His eyes lit up when they fell on the mugs Fred carried. “Oh my God, I love you.” He didn’t even seem to realize what he had said, too busy scrambling to sit up. Propped up against the headboard, he reached out with grabby hands gestures. “Please?”

Fred handed him the mug with cream and sugar. “There you go, sweetheart.” The pet name came easily, but he felt self-conscious the second it crossed his lips. The only reaction Callum had, however, was a pleased blush as he stared down into his coffee.

“Thank you,” he said. “You’re wonderful. And not just ’cause of the coffee, believe it or not.”

“I—” Now Callum wasn’t the only one blushing, so Fred decided not to keep going with that line of conversation. Instead he blurted out, “I called my daughter.”

Callum looked at him, eyebrows raised and gaze curious. “You did?” He spoke cautiously, as if not entirely sure what to expect from Fred right now.

“I did.” Fred took a deep breath. “I told her I’d go to her party.”

Callum almost spilled his coffee with the enthusiasm of his fist pump. “Did you? Fuck, you did, that’s awesome.” He reached forward with his free hand to pull Fred into a hard, quick kiss. “I’m so proud of you,” he said softly, forehead resting against Fred’s. “So, so proud.”

Fred opened his mouth, wanted to say thank you, felt too awkward to do it. So he shut it again and just nodded in response. Callum’s eyes crinkled when he smiled, and Fred knew he had understood.

“You can come,” Fred said; his words fell over themselves. “If you—”

The doorbell rang.

Fred jumped. The doorbell hadn’t rung once, not in the entire time he’d lived here—wait, no, there was the one kid who had stopped by to ask if Fred had any windows for him to wash, but that was it. No one else had ever….

“I should go get that,” he said to Callum, and wished he didn’t, wished he could just stay here and make the morning last forever. “I should….”

“Go.” Callum pressed a tiny kiss to the corner of Fred’s mouth. Then, almost as if he could read Fred’s mind, “I’ll be waiting right here.”

“Okay,” Fred said, and finally he could say it. “Thank you.”

“Yeah.” Callum looked surprised. “No problem… love.” He stumbled over the pet name, but Fred appreciated it, even though it made it that much harder to leave him there for the second time this morning.

It was only when he reached the door that he realized he still hadn’t pulled a shirt on. Ah well—he didn’t care that much about scandalizing the Jehovah’s Witnesses, or whoever this was.

He pulled the door open. “James.”

James looked up at him from where he stood on the doorstep. His blond hair was pushed back, longer on the top than it had been when Fred last saw him. His neatly trimmed beard was new too.

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