Until We Meet Once More
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“I just mean…”
“Yeah.” Sean’s eyes closed again, his colorless mouth formed the word. “Stoney…”
“I’m right here,” Vic said, leaning still closer. He was aware of the medical personnel but only as so much equipment — stuff useful for keeping Sean alive.
“Thanks.” It was so soft he barely heard it. “For coming back. I mean…you know.”
“I should have come back a long time ago.” Vic said with sudden fierceness. “I was too big a coward. Not — not the way you think. I got over worrying about all that bullshit a long time ago.”
Sean’s face was so still. Was he even listening? It didn’t matter. Vic had been waiting a long time to say it.
“I was ashamed, Sean. I let you down. I let us both down. I didn’t think you’d ever forgive me, and I didn’t have the guts to face you. You’re such a tough sonofabitch.”
Sean’s face tightened in pain. “I forgave you a long time ago, you jackass.” His eyes opened, starred with emotion. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” Vic said steadily and he didn’t give a damn who else heard it so long as Sean believed it.
Sean gave a ghost of his old laugh. “And it only took you twelve years to figure it out?”
“I never said I was fast. Just faithful.”
“Mmm.” Sean was tiring fast, but he whispered, “You planning to do anything about it?”
“You know it,” Vic said. He slipped his class ring off and gently slid it on the ring finger of Sean’s lax left hand. “The very next time we meet.”
About the
A distinct voice in gay fiction, multi-award-winning author JOSH LANYON has been writing gay mystery, adventure and romance for over a decade. In addition to numerous short stories, novellas, and novels, Josh is the author of the critically acclaimed Adrien English series, including The Hell You Say, winner of the USABookNews awards for GLBT Fiction. Josh is an Eppie Award winner and a three-time Lambda Literary Award finalist.
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