Hank sighed. “I miss Dave. I know. I know it seems silly to miss him. I mean, we’re in the same building. It’s not like he’s miles away in some other city. But he isn’t here with me.”
He stroked Isellta’s eyebrows, but he imagined them as brown as Dave’s. “I can’t help it. I love him, Isellta. Sweet, silly, hyper him. I always have. Right from the moment I saw him sitting there, posing like he was hoping that someone would take a picture of him…I fell. I fell so hard. I walked over to him and he smiled at me. Smiled so big and wide, as if he were thinking ‘Yes! You’ve finally come. You’re finally here.'”
“Of course, he can be very frustrating. He is a hopeless flirt, as you know. I worry about his commitment to stick with me, to love just me. I worry about him finding that one perfect guy. That he’ll look at me and he’ll see someone who’s not worth the keeping. That he’ll let me go and never look back. That…I won’t know how to go on without him.”
Hank admired Isellta’s face. “I wonder if your Robin feels the same way about you.”
Someone knocked on the door.
The door opened.
Dave entered the room, unmasked and with his hood lowered. “I’m here. The other guards finally showed up.”
Hank tried to jump out of bed, but his foot got tangled up in the blankets. He tried to shake the blanket off his foot and promptly lost his balance. He tumbled onto the floor, pulling half the blankets down with him.
Dave raced over to him. “Hank! Haaaank! Are you okay?” He knelt. “Are you—-”
Hank grabbed the front of his red-orange guard’s robe. “I missed you.” He looked into Dave’s brown eyes and tightened his grip. “I missed you.”
Dave spread his hands on the floor along the sides of Hank’s head.
I could resist, but…eeee! He’s just too cute and needy looking. How could I resist that?
He came down and kissed Hank.
Hank released his grip and slid his arms around Dave’s neck. “I love you, Dave. Loveyouloveyouloveyoulove—”
“Then, stop talking and kiss me.”
Hank grinned. “You really do say the most romantic things, babe.”
Dave kissed him again – a wild, passionate kiss that Hank was only too happy to return.
They quickly removed each other’s robes and were deep in the serious business of untucking each other’s shirts when Hank’s phone rang.
Steven Tyler sang-screamed, “YOU HAVE A CALL. YOU HAVE A CALL. YOU HAVE A CALL.”
Dave nipped his ear lobe. “Ignore it.”
“YOU HAVE A CALL. YOU HAVE A CALL.”
“But it might be Jay.”
“Ohhh, he could leave a message.”
“YOU HAVE A CALL. YOU HAVE A CALL”
Hank shook his head. “I can’t ignore it.”
“That’s because you always have your ring volume too loud.”
Hank answered the call. “Hank here.”
Dave smiled and slid his hand up Hank’s back.
“Ngh! No, I’m…okay. I…have a small distraction going on right now.”
“Small distraction?” Dave sat back on his feet and thought about it.
Just a small distraction.
I guess I’ll have to try harder.
He whipped his shirt off and leaned into Hank’s space.
Hank ran his finger down the middle of Dave’s chest, but he looked distracted.
Dave sat back.
“Yeah, I’m still here. What are you going to do?” He sighed heavily. “No. It’s not a problem. Yeah. I’m fine. We’re fine. If there’s any new developments with Isellta, good or bad, I’ll call you. Okay. Be safe out there.” He ended the call.
“Hank? What’s wrong?”
“Jay isn’t coming home tonight.”
Dave’s bared shoulders slumped. “Why?”
“He’s waiting to hear back from Robin. He’s going to stay in Pinkerlee just in case Robin wants to meet with him.”
“Well. That does make sense.” Dave lowered his gaze. “I guess that means I’m sleeping alone tonight.”
“You dingo.” Hank’s voice was warm and affectionate. “You think I’m going to let you do that?”
Dave raised his gaze.
Hank smiled and held out his arms.
Dave grinned and dived into his embrace.