Page 95 of Ethan

It was the closest thing I'd found to the feeling of flight achievable on land.

As the days went by, it became easier. I found comfort in remembering the good times I spent with Daniel. I had learned a lot about myself through my relationship with him. I'd never be shy to let potential partners know about my sexual and emotional needs ever again. I knew what I was looking for now. And what I was unwilling to consider. I was healthier for having known Daniel.

My phone dinged with a message from Carlos.

Carlos: I published a new book. You're in it. I have a copy for you. Plus, a surprise.

Me: I like surprises.

Carlos: When can you come by?

Me: Around 6 tonight?

Carlos: Perfect.

I was excited to see what photos of me Carlos had chosen. The rest of the day dragged by until I finally placed myself at the door to Carlos' loft.

The Latin beauty opened the door, once again shirtless and gorgeous, and looked me up and down—perusing. Attraction aside, I was genuinely happy to see him. I hadn't been socializing outside of the Salish Sea Society meetings. It was good to get out and see someone new.

"Hey, sexy." Carlos stepped aside. "Come on in."

"I'm excited to see what you've put together."

"I have a few books on the dining room table. Go look. I've signed one for you."

I was partway to the table when something else caught my eye. Leaning against the wall was a massive canvas. White sheets. Nude male body. Come fuck me eyes.

It was me.

"Whoa." I wandered toward it. "Is this my surprise?"

"Thought you'd appreciate it for your place. Let the boys know what they're getting."

A laugh escaped me. The first one I'd had in a while. "Not planning on entertaining."

"Things are still serious with your guy?"

I turned away from the canvas toward Carlos. "No. We split up."

"Oh." He wandered up to me and stroked my cheek. "I'm sorry to hear that. Such a beautiful man deserves the best. I'd hoped your man would give you everything you need."

"It wasn't meant to be." I stepped away from him and went to the dining room table. I flipped open the cover of each book until I found the one dedicated to me.

Ethan,

The pleasure was all mine,

Carlos

I closed my eyes and sighed, melting into the attention as Carlos stepped up behind me and brushed his lips across the back of my neck.

"I'm here for you," Carlos whispered. "If you need to forget."

He kissed my flushed skin.

It felt good.

So good.

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