“Will you let me know about your contract?” Mason asked, his voice so quiet Vinnie almost didn’t catch it.
He moved the phone so that he was looking right into it and saw that Mason’s eyes were wet, his cheeks a little red. “Mase…”
Instead of answering or waiting for Vinnie to say something more, he just shook his head and hung up. Vinnie kept staring at the screen, wondering if that call made anything better… or everything worse.
He wasn’t wrong though.
At least not about the fact that they seemed to be lost. Maybe they’d both thought the other one knew where they were going, but in reality, neither one had any idea.
When they were young, they used to talk about the future all the time. They’d share all the things they wanted and paint a beautiful picture of their life together with their mystery third.
Mason used to talk about how he wanted to get at least two dogs, maybe a cat too. And Vinnie liked to daydream about having a library like inBeauty and the Beast. A place where he could go and curl up with a good book anytime he wanted.
But they also used to talk about what they were looking for in their third. As much as they loved each other and wanted to spend their lives together, they’d always known they couldn’t give each other everything that they needed. They were both subs, and even though Vinnie could top every once in a while, they both preferred bottoming. But they’d always felt that they were each other’s soul mates.
That’s what Mason used to call him—his soul mate. He also used to say they were lucky because they got two soul mates each. They just had to find their second one.
For years, they’d done that. Except whenever they found someone who seemed like they’d fit within their relationship, they always failed to fulfill both Vinnie’s and Mason’s needs.
If they weren’t so different in what they desired, it would have been easier. There were several Doms over the years who’d claimed to like what both of them wanted, but they always ended up either preferring the sharp, nasty things that Vinnie craved or the soft reverence Mason absorbed like a thirsty little sponge.
Vinnie’s heart just… wasn’t in it anymore.
Mason had never given up, but he’d been able to tell that Vinnie was getting discouraged and so stopped talking about it as much. They stopped talking about their future at all.
And for a little while, Vinnie had liked it. He’d liked being able to live in the moment and not worry about trying to find some mythical person to fill the hole in their lives, but he’d been lying to himself as much as Mason.
Now, he was on the verge of losing him. His soulmate. The one person in the world who had always been there for him and loved him even when he was being an asshole.
Did he even deserve the chance to try to make things better between them? Maybe he should just let Mason go. Let him be happy. Break things off completely so he could move on from Vinnie and find someone to flog his ass and call him a good boy. Maybe Mason would be happier if he forgot all about their childish dreams of finding one man for the both of them.
His stomach soured. Maybe if he was a better person, he could do that. If he was a better person, he’dwantto do that.
He looked at the unsigned contract, the papers clipped together but disheveled from his forceful toss the other night. Carefully, he picked them up and tapped them straight, adjusting the paperclip so it was perfectly parallel in the top left corner.
Then he stood, carried them into the kitchen, and threw them in the trash.
He didn’t know if he and Mason could get back on the same page—figure out what they wanted from each other, from life, from a potential third—but he did know he wasn’t going to figure it out by signing another twelve-month contract and going to Dallas.
As soon as he could, he was going to head back to Michigan and see if he could fix what he’d broken.
SUB CLUB INTERLUDE
OLLIE ADDED CJ TO THE GROUP
Ollie
Say hi everyone!
Penny
Hey CJ! Welcome to the chaos
Mason
Hi!
Vin is at work so it might be a while until we hear from him