so unlike him to flounder like this.
Lark wanted to reach out, wrap Zak up in his arms and help him through whatever it was that bothered him so much about the situation. But he forced himself to wait. Zak needed to work through it himself.
“I’d never cheat on you, Lark. Never,” Zak finally said in a shaky whisper.
“It’s not exactly cheating if I know about it, Zak,” Lark replied softly.
Zak studied him for a moment and Lark held his breath, wondering what was going through his lover’s mind right now. For the first time in a very long while, he really had no idea. This was so far outside any of their experiences, either together or apart, that he didn’t know what to expect. He simply had to wait and see. And hope.
“I’ve seen the way you look at him too,” Zak accused without any heat.
Lark shrugged. “So we both think he’s gorgeous. You aren’t the only one in the family with good taste, you know.”
“Is this your way of telling me you want to fuck him?” Zak demanded, tension and anxiety radiating from every line of his stiff body. “Is that it, Lark? Are you…?” Zak swallowed and looked away.
“No! It’s not like that. I’d never cheat on you either.”
“Then what are you saying?”
“I just think—”
“Are you bored with me, Lark? Is that it? Are you looking for someone new because I’m not what you want anymore? Is that what all this sudden interest in toys and other men is all about?” Zak’s voice was tight and so strained it ended on a whisper, as if it had been forced out of a throat that desperately wanted to close up and hold the possibility in.
“What?! No!” Lark cried, rushing forward to wrap his arms around Zak again. Pressing close, Lark heard Zak’s heart pounding and felt his own pulse racing with dread at the thought of losing this man. His soul mate. “I’m not bored with you, Zak. Never that. I don’t want to lose you! It doesn’t have to be like that. I just…I just think we should explore this thing a bit.”
“So you are bored!”
“No!” This time it was Lark’s turn to pull away and run his hands through his hair in frustration. “I can’t explain it, Zak. I just can’t help feeling there’s something we’re missing.”
“Missing?” Zak demanded incredulously, the hurt in his voice raw and stark.
I’m screwing this all up so badly. And it’s hurting Zak!That was the very last thing Lark ever wanted to do. If he could just work out some way to explain what he was feeling. All he wanted was for Zak to understand. But he didn’t seem to be able to get the words out right.
“Not ‘missing’, as in not enough. ‘Missing’, as in there’s more!” Lark sighed in frustration. “I just think you should…you know. Seduce him.”
“What?” Zak shouted, his hands going to his hips as he went from hurt to outrage in the blink of an eye.
Oops, that hadn’t come out right, either.
“I think he’s into you, Zak. I just—”
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up to do the same!”
“I wouldn’t be so sure about that.”
“Brody is not a cock whore, Lark,” Zak growled at him.
“What!”Where the hell did that come from? “I never said he was, Zak. And are you saying I am?” he demanded, feeling his hackles rise.
“No! That’s not what I said, and you know it. Brody’s not…he just…he’s not some casual fling.”
Lark stopped and took the time to really study Zak for a moment. Every muscle was rigid and his jaw was so tense, Lark was afraid the man might crack a tooth if he didn’t ease up soon. The longer Lark looked, the more obvious it became that Zak wasn’t just fighting the attraction because he didn’t want to upset their relationship and possibly hurt Lark, but because he didn’t think it could go anywhere. He didn’t want to use or hurt
Lark wanted to reach out, wrap Zak up in his arms and help him through whatever it was that bothered him so much about the situation. But he forced himself to wait. Zak needed to work through it himself.
“I’d never cheat on you, Lark. Never,” Zak finally said in a shaky whisper.
“It’s not exactly cheating if I know about it, Zak,” Lark replied softly.
Zak studied him for a moment and Lark held his breath, wondering what was going through his lover’s mind right now. For the first time in a very long while, he really had no idea. This was so far outside any of their experiences, either together or apart, that he didn’t know what to expect. He simply had to wait and see. And hope.
“I’ve seen the way you look at him too,” Zak accused without any heat.
Lark shrugged. “So we both think he’s gorgeous. You aren’t the only one in the family with good taste, you know.”
“Is this your way of telling me you want to fuck him?” Zak demanded, tension and anxiety radiating from every line of his stiff body. “Is that it, Lark? Are you…?” Zak swallowed and looked away.
“No! It’s not like that. I’d never cheat on you either.”
“Then what are you saying?”
“I just think—”
“Are you bored with me, Lark? Is that it? Are you looking for someone new because I’m not what you want anymore? Is that what all this sudden interest in toys and other men is all about?” Zak’s voice was tight and so strained it ended on a whisper, as if it had been forced out of a throat that desperately wanted to close up and hold the possibility in.
“What?! No!” Lark cried, rushing forward to wrap his arms around Zak again. Pressing close, Lark heard Zak’s heart pounding and felt his own pulse racing with dread at the thought of losing this man. His soul mate. “I’m not bored with you, Zak. Never that. I don’t want to lose you! It doesn’t have to be like that. I just…I just think we should explore this thing a bit.”
“So you are bored!”
“No!” This time it was Lark’s turn to pull away and run his hands through his hair in frustration. “I can’t explain it, Zak. I just can’t help feeling there’s something we’re missing.”
“Missing?” Zak demanded incredulously, the hurt in his voice raw and stark.
I’m screwing this all up so badly. And it’s hurting Zak!That was the very last thing Lark ever wanted to do. If he could just work out some way to explain what he was feeling. All he wanted was for Zak to understand. But he didn’t seem to be able to get the words out right.
“Not ‘missing’, as in not enough. ‘Missing’, as in there’s more!” Lark sighed in frustration. “I just think you should…you know. Seduce him.”
“What?” Zak shouted, his hands going to his hips as he went from hurt to outrage in the blink of an eye.
Oops, that hadn’t come out right, either.
“I think he’s into you, Zak. I just—”
“Are you fucking crazy? The man just caught you sucking my cock! I hardly think he’s going to be lining Generated by ABC Amber LIT Conv erter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html
up to do the same!”
“I wouldn’t be so sure about that.”
“Brody is not a cock whore, Lark,” Zak growled at him.
“What!”Where the hell did that come from? “I never said he was, Zak. And are you saying I am?” he demanded, feeling his hackles rise.
“No! That’s not what I said, and you know it. Brody’s not…he just…he’s not some casual fling.”
Lark stopped and took the time to really study Zak for a moment. Every muscle was rigid and his jaw was so tense, Lark was afraid the man might crack a tooth if he didn’t ease up soon. The longer Lark looked, the more obvious it became that Zak wasn’t just fighting the attraction because he didn’t want to upset their relationship and possibly hurt Lark, but because he didn’t think it could go anywhere. He didn’t want to use or hurt
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