Isle of Waves by Sue Brown

Author:Sue Brown [Brown, Sue]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-05-16T04:00:00+00:00

RAIN LASHING against the window pierced Wig’s sleepy consciousness. He opened one eye to find the morning was dark and horrible. The view, however, was rather nice. Nibs stood naked at the window looking out on the gray day.

Wig admired the sight for a few moment before he said, “Not that I mind your naked arse, but don’t you think you should put some clothes on?”

“It’s five thirty. The only things out there are the seagulls, and I don’t think they’ll be shocked by a glimpse of my dick.”

“I’m sure they won’t, babe,” Wig agreed.

“Even the joggers have taken the day off. It’s really foul out there.”

“Wish we could do the same.” The bed was warm and cozy, and Wig really didn’t want to leave his snuggly cocoon.

Nibs stayed at the window, and Wig realized he had more on his mind than accidentally flashing a passerby.

Reluctantly, Wig joined Nibs at the window and wrapped his arms around Nibs’s waist. “You’re freezing,” he scolded, shivering at the feel of chilled skin.

“Am I? I hadn’t noticed.”

“It’s all this fur.” Wig stroked Nibs’s hairy chest, reveling in the prickle of hair beneath his palm.

“It keeps me warm,” Nibs agreed.

“We could be even warmer if we went back to bed.”

Nibs grunted, his eyes trained on the view outside the window. As Wig watched, a wave crashed over the sea wall, sending spray up high and over the road.

“What are you thinking about?” Wig asked.

“This.” Nibs waved a hand at the window.

“The storm?”

Nibs shook his head. “Not the storm. This, what’s outside. What we have outside our window.”

“It’s a gorgeous view that we’re going to lose if we move elsewhere,” Wig pointed out.

“How often do I see the view?”

“You’re in the kitchen.”

“I’m always in the flaming kitchen.”

It was an old complaint of Nibs’s that he was stuck indoors while Wig got to enjoy the view. Wig would tartly retort that he could swap if he wanted, and Nibs could deal with customers. That was normally enough to shut Nibs up.

“What do you want to do?” Wig pressed into Nibs, letting him know that Wig was listening to his thoughts. “I thought we’d agreed to sell.”

“I veer from yes to no, stay here and move away. My head is spinning with so many thoughts.”

“I feel the same way.” Wig pointed to the dramatic scene outside. “I would miss this, miss our friends if we move away.”

“But as we’ve already discussed, we could start again, babe. Or, fuck the shack, we could become dustmen.” Nibs kissed the top of his head. “It’s just one door closing and another one opening. I keep telling myself that change is a good thing.”

Wig wrapped the robe around himself, he said, “What scares me is being over forty, Nibs. I’m old, and I’ve got no skills because I’ve always worked with you. Who the hell would want to open a door to me? And I’m not becoming a dustman.”

“That’s not true. You co-own and manage a restaurant.”

“I’m a glorified waiter.”

“So this is all about you?” Nibs asked coldly.

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