Crimson Halo: A Paranormal MM Romance by Daniel May & Augustus Roth

Author:Daniel May & Augustus Roth [May, Daniel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Daniel May
Published: 2022-10-28T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN — SETH

“Go fish,” said Grace.

Dutifully, Seth drew a card.

The pack of cards were obscene, each depicting a different cartoon of a pornographic act. He inspected his new card, and the man on it, who was ejaculating onto the face of a beaming second man.

Normally Seth would hardly have glanced at the picture, but now he found himself dwelling on it.

It made him think of Drew.

He remembered the stickiness in his palm, and wondered what it would be like to experience that stickiness spurted all over one’s face.

Before, he would have thought the idea uniquely and humanly grotesque. Now, he thought he might not mind it.

His own change of mind soured his mood more than the hospice surroundings.

It was unlike the hospital he had last seen Grace in. Here was quiet, more like a home environment, with a comfortable bed and few obnoxiously beeping machines. There were other patients (if that was the word for those on the verge of passing) in the wing, but they were out of earshot, and there was a sense of privacy.

Enough privacy for them to speak freely.

“Kill anyone fun lately?” asked Grace.

She had changed in her final days, though not in the way Seth had expected. He had anticipated a mental dwindling. Instead, Grace was sharper than ever, and much less severe. Where he remembered Grace as cutthroat, merciless and unfailing in her duties, now she appeared nearly playful as she prodded him.

He eyeballed her.

Physically, he could see the dwindling.

Once a handsome enough woman — plain-featured compared to Lana, but with a loveliness born of charm and ease of smiling — she had fully succumbed to that pre-death withering. Her hair, once a woody brown, was completely white. Her skin was nearly as white. Seth could see what seemed like every vein in her body. He wondered if he would have been able to see her organs if she lifted her shirt and blanket; that was just how thin her skin appeared now. There was no muscle tone and very little fat. She seemed not skeletal to him, but fetal — as if instead of aging, she had regressed into something childlike and undeveloped, much smaller, and just as unable to care for herself.

Only her eyes were unchanged; hazel, they glinted wickedly as she needled her old master.

Seth found the contrast disturbing.

He wondered if he would have found her appearance so jarring if he hadn’t just had an intimate encounter with a human, and become so aware of the life in them. Drew’s life had been brilliant, scalding hot... as if it could have burned Seth.

Grace’s life was nothing but that tiny flicker that lived in her eyes, and beat still in her chest.

“Hey.” Turning stern, Grace put down her cards and was blunt with him. “What’s the matter with you? You come to visit and then you just sit there sulking. You didn’t even laugh at the cards. Are you really so sad I’m dying?”

She clearly didn’t believe it, and wasn’t offended.

They had known each other for longer than some human lifetimes.

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