Love Conventions by Morgan James

Author:Morgan James [James, Morgan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-64080-728-0
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2019-05-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

THREE days later Remy texted midway through the day to say he was working at home, his roommate was out of town, and maybe Ash would like to come over after work?

So Ash called off Etta and made the trek out to one of the less desirable neighborhoods, to the small two-bedroom walk-up Remy helped rent.

Remy let him in and turned back toward the kitchen. “I’m cooking with Nisha. Find me when you’re ready.” He grinned and bounded off.

Ash removed his wet jacket and boots, and followed. The space was cramped. As he passed through the living room on the way to the kitchen, he peeked into an open doorway. He recognized the hoodie abandoned on the bed—the Wonder Woman logo discernable despite the crumpled fabric—and frowned with dismay. Remy’s bedroom was a closet with ambitions.

Remy stood at the stove, stirring a pot and chatting with Nisha displayed on his propped-up phone.

“I walked a few dogs last week, so that should help. And we’ll see about next year.” Remy chewed his lip.

Ash frowned. Was Remy having troubles?

“Oh! Ash, come meet Nish.” He waved Ash over excitedly. “Ash, Nisha. Nisha, Ash.”

Her smiling face filled the screen. “Hello,” she said in a rich alto.

“Hi. Good to finally meet ‘Donna.’”

Her dark eyes danced beneath her equally dark fringe. “That’s me. Thanks for doing that, by the way. Remy won’t share copies of the picture”—she cut him an exasperated look—“so it’s not like loads of people have seen you in a wig, but that you didn’t hesitate made my day.”

Ash blushed and shuffled his feet. “You should no’ thank me for no’ being a bawheid.”

She gave a somewhat sharklike smile. “Good answer. Anyway, boo, I should say good night. Early start in the morning, so I better be off to bed.”

“Fine,” Remy huffed playfully.

“Ingrate. It was lovely to meet you, Ash.” She waved and then cut the connection with one last “Love you.”

“She seems lovely,” Ash said, wishing he could say more without sounding like he was blowing smoke.

Remy beamed. “She really is.”

He plated up the chana masala, spinach, and rice, and they settled at the tiny dining-room table. Ash ate a couple of bites and complimented Remy for making another spectacular meal.

“Thanks.” Remy smiled.

They ate in silence for a minute, and then Ash, trying his best to sound casual, asked, “Did I hear you say something about dogs?”

“Yeah. That trainer came through. I have a couple of dog-walking clients.” He smiled. “Since I don’t really need to go down to the studio on most days, just like it better than working here”—he waved a hand to take in the room—“it’s easy to find the time.”

Ash considered this. “You missed it, aye?”

“Yeah. Dogs are the best. And since I can’t afford one, this is a good compromise.” He smiled, self-deprecating. “Also, better to be paid to spend time with them, rather than the other way around, right?”

Ash nodded. “True.” He took another bite and considered his next words as he chewed. He wished he could simply offer to help, but it wasn’t his place.

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