Never Enough by Alexandra Caluen

Author:Alexandra Caluen [Caluen, Alexandra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-02T22:00:00+00:00

Andy probably would have sent the email to Reggie anyway, but maybe

not right then. He’d pulled the image that first day, after Reggie said that thing about a painting. He was sitting on the couch in the room, laptop open, Molly snoozing beside him, watching Victor sleep. Thinking of the time when Victor had surprised him with a framed 20x16 photograph of the two of them, a photo that a friend had taken during their first trip together. It hung in their bedroom now, and it always would. But there were other walls, and he didn’t really think either of them would ever get tired of being reminded of the tour.

He opened the image again. It was a still from their performance of

‘Mein Herr,’ in Berlin. One of the showiest poses, when Andy had his upstage leg on Victor’s shoulder. His upstage arm was extended up and back; Victor’s upstage hand was braced on Andy’s ribs. Victor’s weight had been split, with his downstage leg back, standing far enough away that Andy’s downstage leg was at the same angle. Their downstage arms were linked to stabilize the position. The overall shape was of the letter ‘X.’ You had me, Andy thought, remembering how many times they worked that through to fix the balance points. He wrote:

Hi Reggie I’ve been thinking about the whole ‘paint me’ thing and have a counteroffer. Specifically, ‘paint us.’ I want to give V a present.

If you can work from a photo I’m attaching one. Name your price.

Cheers – Andy

He attached the photo and sent it off. It was already afternoon in London.

He set the laptop on the side table and stretched out (to the extent he could) on the couch, rearranging Molly along his side. The next thing he heard was

“You’re going to regret sleeping there.”

Andy pried himself out of the pretzelated position he’d settled into, laboriously sat up, twisted his back and rolled his neck. “You are so right.

Fortunately we don’t have to travel today. Maybe they can find us another massage person.”

“Why were you on the couch?” Victor poured them both coffee.

Apparently room service had delivered while Andy slept.

“Woke up, had some thoughts, wanted to deal with them. Didn’t want to wake you up by crawling back in bed.”

“I wouldn’t have minded.” He never did. “In fact, for the record, I like it when you wake me up. Because that means I get to go to sleep with you

again.” He brought the coffee over to the couch, sat beside Andy, and kissed him. “Good morning.”

“Good morning. God, thanks for this.”

“You’re welcome. Happy first day of vacation.” They smiled at each other. “What do you want to do today? Aside from a massage.”

“Lie by the pool. Eat breakfast. Fool around with you. Not necessarily in that order.”

“That’s kind of a full agenda for the first day of vacation.” Victor was grinning. “Should we start with breakfast?”

“Probably, yeah. You’re going to need your strength.” The day’s program ended up being: breakfast, fool around, shower, pool, massage, an early dinner with Loretta, fool around again.

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