I Fell in Love with a Zombie by Sean Kennedy

Author:Sean Kennedy [Kennedy, Sean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-61581-492-3
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2010-06-21T16:00:00+00:00

VII

ZOMBIES STILL like to sleep in beds. At least, Dave did. I didn’t actually think they needed sleep, but I heard him snore through the night. Some habits never got broken.

When I had found the guest bedroom, I had debated on whether to close the door or not. In the end, I decided not to. It seemed comforting to have another presence in the same house as me. For the first time in weeks, I wasn’t alone. And no, I couldn’t count Richard within all of that.

It was the best I had slept in ages. Knowing Dave was on the other side of the wall and knowing his prowess in fighting his fellow zombies must have had a subconscious effect on me, making me finally able to rest without being on edge and alert for any trouble. I probably even snored myself.

In fact, I was so calm when I woke in the morning I had a hard on. I’d almost forgotten what that felt like. I silently pleasured myself, and felt much better about it than my fuck of shame with Richard. Lying there with my spunk rapidly cooling on my stomach, I felt horny enough to do it again. But I heard Dave moving around downstairs, so I cleaned myself up and got dressed.

“Good morning,” I said cheerfully as I entered the kitchen. And I was cheerful, funny enough.

Dave nodded at me. He was standing near the kitchen window, a saucepan in his hand.

“You eat?” I asked stupidly, before I could stop myself.

He looked as if he wanted to brain me with the pot.

“Sorry.”

With trembling hands, he placed the pot upon the woodstove.

“What’s for breakfast?” I asked. “Boiled brains?”

Dave’s head shot up, and he glared at me.

I burst out laughing. “Sorry, sorry! Have you lost your sense of humor?”

Dave grunted an affirmation that he must have.

“So all the… others. They eat normal food as well?”

Dave nodded. He sat across from me at the table. A crust of dirt flaked off his arm and fell onto the surface. He caught me looking at it, and stared at the wall over my head.

“Is it hard to clean yourself?”

He held out his hands to me, and I saw that even though he remained still, his hands wouldn’t stop shaking.

“I can help you,” I told him. “After coffee.”

He didn’t say anything.

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of. Maybe it would make you feel more… human.”

Dave got to his feet and lurched back toward the stove.

I pushed my chair out and followed him. “Let me.”

He groaned, a more pissed-off yodel that he was perfectly capable of doing this and that he had been doing it long before I had reentered his life.

“You’re always such a pain about letting me do things for you,” I spat, pushing him away from the stove.

We both froze. I was speaking in the present, as if we had slipped through a crack in time and were revisiting a scene from our relationship and the time of cohabitation.

Finally, I said, “Guess nothing’s changed.

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