Page 57 of Where the River Meets the Skye

Skye stole a dance with Jenna after that, and then River danced with her while Skye made his way over to the dessert table for some punch.

“Mr. Mckenzie?” Skye turned when he heard his name. Claire’s mother stopped in front of him. She looked contemplative, like she wanted to say something but wasn’t sure if she should, or how to proceed.

“Yes?” Skye said gently.

“I’m Rebecca Wilson, Claire’s mom,” she started, as if he were meeting her for the first time. They weren’t well acquainted but he recognized her and had spoken with her on occasion.

“Yes, of course,” he said. And when she didn’t say anything, Skye continued. “She’s doing very well in class.”

Rebecca smiled softly. “Her grades have actually been improving,” she said. “Actually, I wanted to thank you for that.”

“Me? I’m afraid I don’t understand.”

“I’ve been worried about her,” she admitted. “She’s been very closed off lately. I could tell something was wrong but she wouldn’t talk to me. It was affecting her school work, and her social life, and…” tears were starting to fill her eyes now and she fought them. “I’m sorry,” she said, wiping at her eyes. “I don’t mean to ruin your evening.”

“No, no, it’s okay,” Skye said. “Is everything okay with Claire?”

Rebecca smiled again and looked at him. “It is now,” she said. “She told me about a month ago that she’s gay, and it was like this veil came off of her face and she could breathe again. Like she had been holding this piece of herself in for so long, so afraid to tell me. And she’s been so much happier since then, so much more alive, so much more herself. She still struggles with what her peers will think, and society, you know, but I’m so glad she said something to me, and I don’t think she would have had the courage to do that, if it hadn’t been for you. She’s told me about your class, and the things you guys talk about in there and just the impact it’s had on her, that you’ve had on her. I just want you to know that you are making a difference in those kids’ lives. In Claire’s life. So thank you.”

Skye had to hold back his own tears now. “Claire’s a very special girl,” he said. “And she’s very lucky to have you for a mother.”

Rebecca smiled at that. “Well, you and your husband are adorable together. Congratulations.”

“Thank you,” Skye said. He watched as she walked away, before wiping away the tear that slid down his cheek.

“Hey,” he heard River say, and turned to see his husband standing next to him. “You okay?”

Skye smiled. “Yeah, I’m fine, angel,” he said. He took River’s hand, interlocking their fingers together.

“Your students have some sort of game planned.”

“Oh?”

“I didn’t get all of the details but I think it involves us doing a lot of kissing when other people sing songs or recite poems with the word love in it.”

Skye grinned. “I’ll go for that.”

It may have been Jaden and Chloe that spearheaded the majority of the songs and poems, which was unfortunate, mainly because Jaden could not sing.

But that was okay, because Skye and River could kiss. And kiss they did.

Skye was lying in bed with a book that night when River climbed in and scooted close to him, a grin on his face and his blue eyes sparkling with mischief. Skye forgot all about his book when River’s lips brushed against his jaw, and then down his neck. He chuckled.

“You want something, angel?” he asked. River hummed and Skye jerked when his husband slid his hand into his pants and cupped his hardening cock. He couldn't help the moan that escaped him.

“I don’t think I can go all the way tonight, but I would really like to try something we haven’t yet,” River murmured in his ear.

Skye nodded. “Anything. I’ll do anything.” He gripped River’s face and brought his lips to his, kissing him tenderly.

Then River was sliding down his body and pulling his pants and underwear off, tossing them to the floor. Skye’s cock grew hard in an instant as River nuzzled it, breathing him in, before peppering it with soft kisses. He gasped, and his cock jerked, his breath picking up and a loud moan escaping him when River licked a stripe from his sack to the tip of his cock. “Shit, Riv.” His head fell back on the pillow. “That feels good.”

River reached over and grabbed the bottle of lube from the nightstand before squirting some on his fingers. Skye was expecting River to stroke his cock, but River surprised him by saying, “Spread your legs for me, baby.”

Skye’s heart beat wildly and he felt tears stinging his eyes.

“You okay?” River asked, when Skye didn’t move.

“You’ve never called me that before,” Skye said. River smiled and leaned forward, kissing him again.

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