He's Behind You by Rebecca Cohen

Author:Rebecca Cohen [Cohen, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-62380-522-7
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2015-12-02T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

“FUCKING HELL, Caroline. Are you trying to fucking kill me?” Jason gasped as Caroline tightened the laces on his costume.

“Stop your moaning. I haven’t even packed your tits yet.” Caroline chuckled.

Jason thought she was enjoying torturing him. “How come everyone else gets the softly-softly approach and you’re trying to stuff me like the Christmas turkey even though it’s only November?”

“Oh, diddums. You don’t like it rough? Better warn that cute boyfriend of yours you’re a special snowflake who needs handling with kid gloves.”

“Craig doesn’t need any pointers on how to handle me, thank you very much.”

No, Jason thought sourly, he was the one who needed advice on keeping his boyfriend satisfied. Leaving Craig curled up alone in his bed was not how he wanted to start his Sunday morning. Despite Jason’s less than stellar performance before, Craig didn’t seem to have any complaints, and over the last few weeks they’d made love several times.

Caroline forced him to turn around, the ridiculous layers of frills and crinoline making it difficult. He pulled at the bodice to give himself a bit more breathing room, but before he could stop her, Caroline starting stuffing balls of wool down his front. “They’re hardly going to look realistic, you mad old trout.”

“You’re a pantomime dame. Realism isn’t part of the equation. Has all that sex made you stupid?”

Of all the people at the theater, he’d missed Caroline the most. She was one of the few people he’d kept in the loop when he’d disappeared for a year to have his “great big gay epiphany froufrou snit” as she’d called it playfully one afternoon in a pub by the river.

“Actually Craig’s so intelligent he’s probably fucking some sense into me.”

“Dear God, that boy must have the patience of a saint.” She began to grope around with the wool to try and shape the breasts better. “Hmm, I think you might be right about the wool.”

“I need to sit down—you admitted I was right.”

“You’re a prize shit. I’m telling Craig about the time you threatened to do a naked conga through one of the trustee’s garden if she tried to stop a performance of Blythe Spirit.”

Jason knocked her hands away and pulled out the wool. “He wouldn’t believe you. Well, he might, but ultimately he’d be on my side, since I was railing against a homophobic bigot.”

“I think you did go a little far by suggesting we have a party when she died.”

“Bollocks. She was a venomous old snake. I don’t hold with being nice about nasty people just because they’re dead.”

“We have missed you.” She pinched his cheek. “You’re much happier now.”

“Was a long time coming, but I’m not all the way there.”

“Even the last few weeks have made a major difference. Remember when we met for that terrible Berkoff play? You were miserable—and admittedly the play didn’t help—but you’re practically glowing now. I think I need a prescription for a daily dose of Craig.”

“I don’t see him every day, but I would agree he is a restorative.

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