Taste of Love by David Horne

Author:David Horne
Language: fra
Format: azw3
Published: 2018-07-29T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Harry called an hour before he was due to arrive.

“Alex,” he said, breathlessly. “Can you meet me at the bakery? We had an oven crap out on us and I’m going to be slightly late.”

Alex’s heart dropped. “Sure.”

“Don’t be mad,” Harry said again, fumbling for words. There was the sound of someone snapping something in Cantonese in the background. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine,” Alex said, honestly. “It’s not like you asked for an oven to break down. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

Harry breathed out slowly like he’d been holding his breath. “Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me.” Alex was already grabbing his keys, but he paused in the doorway. “I could bring the stuff for dinner. Cook it at yours.”

There was a pause. “You could spend the night if you wanted.”

Alex swallowed thickly. He had wanted the same thing, had hoped for the same thing, but it was something else to know for sure they were on the same page. Heart thudding in his chest and answering quickly in case Harry took his silence for refusal, he said, “Yeah, yes. I would like that.”

“Good,” Harry said, sounding happy. “I’ll see you soon.”

Alex heard another shout and smiled. “Go back to work. I’ll be there.”

Harry hung up the phone and Alex stood in the middle of his apartment, staring at nothing like an idiot. This was it. The moment. He was going over to Harry’s house, which amped up the anxiety, but it was happening. Was this how every virgin felt? Alex hoped so, otherwise, he was yet again the saddest person to exist on the planet.

Stop putting yourself down, he told himself fiercely.

As if prompted by his own inner voice, he started to gather the things he would need, though it was difficult not to think of what was about to happen. There was currently a huge neon sign flashing SEX in his head.

“Calm down,” he berated himself, throwing his toiletries into a bag. “Get a grip.”

How many times had he told himself that lately? Love really did make you lose your mind. Love, or the fact that he was about to have sex with his boyfriend for the first time. Have sex for the first time full stop.

The reality set in as he tossed his bag in the trunk, and by the time he was sitting in the front seat of his car, he had to breathe calmly, slow and steady, to stop himself having a panic attack.

“This is fine,” he told himself. Resting his forehead on the steering wheel, he breathed out slow and steady. “It’s Harry. Just Harry.”

Thinking of Harry, of the way he would be kissing, touching, and talking to Alex made everything less stressful. His chest stopped feeling so tight and his breathing evened out. Eventually, he had recovered enough to start the car and pull out of the drive. The anxiety shifted into something close to excitement as the journey continued; he reminded himself that this wasn’t just sex, it was sex with Harry.

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