Sunset (Bonfires) by Amy Lane

Author:Amy Lane [Lane, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 9781641087278
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2024-02-26T18:30:00+00:00

The Impossible Dream

LARX ALLOWED Aaron to drag him out of the shattered window of the Kia and tried to take stock. His head hurt, and his body felt appropriately banged up. He had some bruises, he knew, that were going to blossom into enormous rage roses in the next few days, and he had a sudden yearning to be up to his chin in the cool water of Aaron’s swimming pool, with a few ibuprofens and a giant bag of ice on his head.

Oh hell.

“Concussion,” he muttered.

“Godblessyou,” Aaron retorted, stabilizing Larx’s neck and making sure his spine was straight as he settled him on the only flat spot of Daffodil Canyon, period.

“No, genius, I mean I think I have a concussion.”

“Given the watermelon sprouting from your forehead, I’d say that’s a safe assumption,” Aaron said tightly. “Suggestions?”

Larx grunted. “Lack of movement until the world stops spinning and I don’t want to vomit?” As suggestions went, it was pretty basic.

“Fair,” Aaron agreed. “Lay there and look pretty, and let me check you for any other injuries.”

“What about you? I mean, I don’t want to brag, but at least I came down the hill in a steel cage.”

“That is bragging and you know it,” Aaron replied, but his hands felt reassuring as they traveled from Larx’s ankles and up his shins, to his thighs to his—

“Seat belt bruise on abdomen,” Larx grunted. “Careful of the ribs.”

“Roger that,” Aaron said tersely.

“And you didn’t answer my question,” Larx insisted.

“I’ve got a gash on my leg that continues to bleed, which is probably the only reason I won’t die of sepsis,” Aaron said heavily, his hands coming up to Larx’s shoulders. Larx winced when he touched the seat belt line, no matter how gingerly, but other than that, Aaron’s firm no-bullshit touch was more comforting than Larx could give voice to.

“I brought bandages,” Larx said, trying for brightness but achieving only a sort of goofy dreaminess that probably worried Aaron more.

“Fabulous,” Aaron said, and Larx opened his eyes to peer into Aaron’s face.

There were tracks in the dust on his cheeks that told Larx that Aaron was not fabulous and had probably not been fabulous at any time in the last half-hour.

“I’m fine,” Larx told him, raising his hand to cup Aaron’s cheek.

Aaron captured his hand, and for a moment, the whooshing momentum spinning them both into the ground slowed.

“I saw the Kia go over, and that was it,” Aaron confessed.

“I know,” Larx murmured. Oh Jesus—Caroline. Aaron’s wife, his first love, had died in a traffic accident. “I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to worry you.”

“Larx, I would be absofuckinglutely worthless without you. Do you understand me?”

Larx rubbed his thumb under Aaron’s cheekbone. “No,” he said softly. “You would pull yourself up, and you would take care of our children, and you would be exactly who you’ve always been.” He swallowed, and his voice broke remembering his own terrible moments of peering over the edge of the embankment, praying to a God he only seemed to talk to when someone he cared for was in jeopardy.

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