That was a plus.
"Kouki, too."
* * * *
I'd been moved back into Miko's room for a couple of months now. Luckily, there had been no more talk about divorce. I still seethed every time I thought of that word or how it sounded coming out of Miko's mouth.
I hated it and prayed I never heard it again.
Miko seemed to be settling into married life okay. He'd certainly taken to being gay readily enough. The nights we spent together were filled with so much passion that my cock became instantly hard every time I thought about them.
I certainly had no complaints.
It was outside the bedroom that there seemed to be issues. It wasn't one simple thing I could put my finger on, but every once in awhile, Miko went quiet and seemed to withdraw into himself. Granted, the instances of this happening were getting fewer, but they were still there and that bothered me.
I rapped my knuckles on Monty's open door to get his attention. When the man glanced up and gestured for me to come in, I stepped into the room, making sure I shut the door behind me.
Monty had his eyebrow cocked. "It's going to be one of those conversations, huh?"
"I wanted to talk to you about Miko," I said as I settled myself in a chair across the desk from him.
"What about him?" Monty asked. "Is there something he needs? Something he wants? Is he having problems settling in?"
"No, I think he's settling in just fine, but..." I shook my head, not sure how to say this or even if I should. "I think something is still bothering Miko."
"Something like what?"
I shook my head again. "I'm not sure."
Monty frowned at me. "Not helpful, Jos."
"He won't talk about it with me. Every time I ask him about it, he says nothing is wrong." I knew he was lying, but I didn't know how to get him to trust me with whatever was going on with him.
"Maybe it's just a matter of time, Jos. Miko spent his entire life in that stupid compound. Leaving there to come to America was a big enough shock, and then he found out about me andyou two got married. That's a lot to take it. It's only been about two months. He needs time to fully trust us and get used to living here."
I hoped that was all it was, but I doubted it.
"How are things between the two of you?" Monty asked. "I've noticed that you seem to have grown closer over the last couple of months."
"We're good as far as I know." I wasn't going to go into how much things had changed between me and Miko. That was nobody's business but ours. "I think we're both committed to giving this marriage a fair shot."
"Good, good." Monty smiled as he glanced out the window. "Miko needs someone in his corner, someone that will put him first. I'm getting older. I won't be around forever. Miko needs someone that will be there for him for the long haul."
I had every intention of being that someone.
I glanced at the door when someone knocked.
"Come," Monty called out.
The door opened and Wade stuck his head inside. "Jos, man, you're gonna wanna see this."
My eyebrows snapped together as my heart started to climb into my throat, making it hard to breathe. "See what?"
Had something happened to Miko?
Wade gestured for me to follow him. "You gotta see it with your own eyes, man."
He had a grin on his face so I didn't think it could be all bad.