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butter-wouldn’t-melt-in-my-mouth look too many times over the years to be fooled. “No. Scott. He doesn’t look like the misfit type to me.” “He is, actually. Small town, most of his high school friends moved away. His parents are pretty hateful, though they pay his tuition.” She started to say something else, but then bit her lip. “So you thought you’d bring him out here for dinner, throw him in front of Wade, and sit back while the magic happened?” I turned around and braced my hands on the edge of the counter, consciously relaxing the muscles in my shoulders and back so Erin wouldn’t know how much the idea bothered me. “No, you dolt. Actually, I brought him out here thinking magic might happen with you.” Her voice rose on the last bit, and I glared at her over my shoulder. “Keep your voice down.” “Oh, like they really think I’m helping you with your cake.” Her voice sounded annoyed. “Whatever.” “Dylan.” She sounded hesitant. “How long are you going to stay out here, playing house, waiting for Wade to look at you and realize he’s ready to move on?” It didn’t surprise me that Erin knew how I felt about Wade. “Is that what you think I’m doing out here? Just waiting for my chance?” I’d poured blood, sweat, and even a few unmanly tears into this place over the years, and I’d worked damn hard these last few months to save that. Besides, Wade was my good friend, had been before he and Simon ever got together. I felt her come up behind me, lay her hand between my shoulder blades, a gentle reminiscence of our mother, and say, “Not at first, no. And maybe not even completely now either. I’m not blind. I see the work this place needs. But… I’m not blind. Wade’s not broken anymore, you know?” She paused, and I closed my eyes, both unwilling and desperate at the same time to hear what she had to say. “He’s going to wake up someday soon and realize he deserves to be happy again, and he’s going to go looking, and I’m just scared he might not go looking for you. I love you, Lynnie, and I just don’t want you hurt.” I bowed my head and tried not to think about how much the idea hurt. Erin hugged my back, probably feeling bad, and I turned around to return the hug properly. For all the teasing, Erin was a gentle little thing, and she’d always hated to see anybody hurt, but most especially her brothers. “Don’t worry about me, Erin. I’ll be fine.” I sure hoped so, anyways. She pulled back, patted my shoulder, again so reminiscent of our mother. “We should go back in before my girls think we’re eating the cake without them and come looking.” 46 www.samhainpublishing.com Seeing You “Oh, yeah. Sure. We’ll just tell them we had to make it just chocolate enough for them.” I picked up the plate. “How’d you know Scott was gay, anyways? He tell you?” Kid didn’t seem like the type to just go blurting that out. Erin blushed, her pale cheeks a fiery red. “Um.” Now this looked like it might be interesting. The brother in me decided I couldn’t just let it go, even if the occupants of the dining room mutinied. I set the cake down. “Spill. Make it quick, though, before we’re discovered.” She gave a nervous laugh. “Well, the other day I saw him reading in the back room while on break.” I waited, but she looked like that was all she’d offer up. “Well, hot damn, Erin. Book the tickets for Washington. Somebody better tell those folks at the Department of Ed that it’s reading that makes you queer.” She glared at me. “So, what was he reading? The Gay Kama Sutra?” She sighed and said, “No, nothing like that. The title, ‘The Good Thief’, didn’t shriek it and the cover wasn’t that obvious either, although it did have two guys on it. I probably wouldn’t have given it another thought, but he blushed and stammered and raced back to the front. So I took a look.” “And?” “And it was…well, basically a romance. But between two guys. With, ya know, sex and everything.” Now she was beet red again. “Sex and everything?” An odd thought struck me. “You read it.” “Um.” She looked reluctant to answer, but then she smiled. “Okay. Yeah. I read it. When I realized what it was, I was really curious. I asked Scott if I could borrow it and when I started reading it, holy cow, I couldn’t put it down. It was hot and awesome, and I can’t wait for the author’s next release.” With that, she grabbed the cake off the counter and walked back toward the dining room, leaving me to ponder the fact that my sister was reading gay romance. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |
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