Wishing on a Blue Star by Kris Jacen

Author:Kris Jacen [Jacen, Kris]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi

Two

I was there the following night, and the night after that, and the night after that. We dated for a month, and I made certain that I always took him out, treated him right, wined and dined him, and got him home at a decent hour. I kissed him breathless in the car, walked him to his door, and left him panting—and me, barely able to think straight. I wanted to ravish him, but I courted him instead. There was romance instead of fucking, and even though it was killing me to wait, the long unhurried conversations, the laughter, and the slow build of trust were worth it. He liked me; he looked forward to spending time with me; and he enjoyed our talks as much as I did. I listened to him, which was apparently an anomaly, and a quality of mine that moved me to the front of the line. I saw his phone, saw all the missed calls, and watched him delete voicemails without even checking. I really liked his sense of loyalty.

The week before Christmas, I went to pick him up on Friday, and he wasn’t downstairs waiting on the front stoop like he normally did. I called, but there was no answer, so I decided to park and go upstairs. I saw Matt on his way into the building and caught up with him.

“Are you here to see Tai again?” he asked, amazement in his voice.

“Yeah, why?”

“I just don’t––I just don’t get it.”

And again, it was my plainness, so I understood his confusion. I was the extra, the guy in the background; there was no way I could get the star. But as I climbed the stairs to Tai’s door, the usual butterflies in my stomach told another story. After I knocked, I heard the yell to come in.

Inside, it was warm, and that was nice because outside, it was December, cold and crisp. I locked the door behind me and found him sitting on the couch in jeans and nothing else. Billie Holiday was crooning softly in the background and my heart hurt just looking at him.

“Are you ready to go?”

He didn’t answer, just stared at me.

“Why didn’t you answer your phone?”

“Because I wanted you to come up.”

“Why?”

He cleared his throat. “Come over here, and we’ll decide what we’re gonna eat.”

I shed my leather jacket and scarf and started toward what I had already come to think of as our couch. We made out on it a lot. First base was achieved nightly.

When I was close, he slid off the somehow erotic piece of furniture to the floor, spread his legs and patted the space between them.

I gave him a look. “What’re you up to, T?”

“Just get your ass over here,” he said as he graced me with a wicked smile.

“I thought we were gonna eat?”

“Fuck food. Come here.”

The heat in his gaze should have melted me to the floor, as hot as it was. I felt my knees go weak as I moved, momentarily staggering before I sank down onto the area rug in front of him, facing away.

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