The Congressman's Whore by Clancy Nacht & Thursday Euclid

Author:Clancy Nacht & Thursday Euclid [Nacht, Clancy & Euclid, Thursday]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

If Upton worried his mom would skimp on his fake wedding, that thought had vanished when she showed him pictures of Villa del Balbianello. Even now, arriving by boat to the ornate venue, Upton was filled with a sense of unreality. Even the trees were as delicately manicured as if fashioned and imagined by Edward Scissorhands.

Lake water sprayed in a fine mist over him as he stood, watching the scene unfold. Alongside him in the boat, his coterie included his mom, Winnie and his husband Ross, and Keith.

Oh Keith. He kept asking after Upton’s feelings, trying to get him to open up. Was his solicitousness born of actual interest or Mom’s prodding? Not that it mattered. Upton was marrying Sloan, and while he appreciated someone asking, it was Winnie that Upton confided in.

He turned back and grinned at Winnie, who stood, rocking the boat. Winnie was a big bear of a man, almost as wide as he was tall. There was more gray in his hair and beard now, but it just made him more comforting.

Winnie balanced next to Upton. “You look nervous.”

“I am. Aren’t you supposed to be nervous on your wedding day?” Upton looked down at his tux, feeling strange and a little hopeless. He’d only seen Sloan in fits and starts the past few months. Sloan had finals; Upton had business. They’d engaged in a few staged romantic dinners and even shopped pointedly for a bigger bed, but they hadn’t picked out curtains or anything. They weren’t really any nearer to Sloan making a mark on what was to be their shared home.

When Upton met Sierra, Sloan requested he fake an urgent call so as not to spend too much time with her. They’d played their parts, but Upton felt no closer to Sloan than he had that day on the bed.

That was what, ten minutes?

Sloan could be so amazing when he wanted to be, but Upton could hardly ask more of him than he was already. He couldn’t ask Sloan to be “on” all the time just for him. Maybe it would’ve been nice if Sloan had shown interest in developing more of a bond, but they’d both been busy, right?

Winnie patted Upton’s back and leaned in to whisper, “You know this isn’t what I intended you to do when I gave you Zane’s information.”

“Intentions are often thwarted by reality.” Upton forced himself to smile.

He didn’t blame Winnie, who’d only been trying to help. Candice was suspicious of Winnie for some reason, but he’d been the only one Upton could confide in—someone who’d paved the way for being gay in public life. Apparently, Winnie had never been quite as awkward about sex as Upton. His solution had been seeing a professional.

Upton glanced at Winnie and then back to the villa. “I suppose you could take credit for introducing us.”

Winnie chuckled. “That’s not something I wish to be part of my legacy, if it’s all the same to you.”

Upton nodded and sighed. He hadn’t told his mom that part.

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