Page 33 of Kiss-Fist
“Do you always walk like the roof is on fire?” I ask as I once again trot after him.
“Ah, yeah. I guess when you’re an interpreter and you’re rushing from assignment to assignment, you learn how towalk like your paycheck depends on it. Because, you know, it does.”
“Yeah, I guess so.” I really had no idea. To be honest, I have no idea what interpreters usually do. I thought they were called translators until he corrected me on it. But I guess it is hard work. All those arm and hand movements.
“That’s the last of them,” he says as he shuts the trunk. “Is there any way you want to stay and help me plant them? You have big muscles. You might want to put them to real work.”
I grin at him and nod. “Sure. I can do that. I have two hours to kill, and I wanna see Michael.”
“Don’t say his name. He may hear you.”
I let out a small laugh and then add, “But hey, if I stay, can you do me a favor?”
“What favor is that?”
“Can you teach me how to sign a few things?”
He arches an eyebrow at me, looking unsure for a minute before nodding. “Sure. I can do that.” He hands me a shovel and points to the raised bed. “But first, dig the holes. Chop chop.”
While planting Leaf’s vegetables, I sadly didn’t see Michael, but I did see his little mounds on the other side of the property. There were quite a few, and when Leaf wasn’t looking, I left a few tomatoes outside of one to lure him out. But Michael is obviously smarter than we give him credit for.
He hid like the groundhog he is.
Still, it wasn’t a complete waste. I was able to help Leaf plant everything and learned a few phrases from him that I’m eager to use. He offered to tutor me weekly for help on his farm, and I immediately took him up on it. I want to learn ASL as quickly as possible, and I know for damn sure I’ll need more than the app I’ve been using.
Only problem is Robbie misses his appointment. He doesn’t come into the gym that night, and he doesn’t text me either. So I’m left to just wait to run into him again.
To tell him the things I learned in his language.
I feel a vague bit of anxiety that maybe he’s panicking about what we did and now it’s over, which is the last thing I want.
It’s torture. My thoughts are entirely consumed by him. I want to kiss him again, want to hear those sweet whimpers as I lick my way around his mouth.
In order to distract myself, I turn up early to work the next day, switching shifts with Kyle because he wanted to party and sleep in. And really, it’s fine. I own the damn gym. It’s the least I can do.
So here I am, setting the weights back that people left strewn around the ground, when a familiar figure walks through the front doors.
My heart thumps in my chest at the sight of him. Robbie looks tired, his hair a mess, his clothes rumpled.
Deliciousis the first word that comes to mind, and I tuck that word away so I can figure out how to sign it. I’ll tell Robbie what I think about him.
How I want to lick his balls and swallow his dick.
The thought of him standing above me, watching as I slowly suck him down makes my own dick throb.
Without hesitation, I move toward him, my body almost shaking with need, but I don’t reach out or touch him despite how much I want it. Not after that handshake he tried to give me.
The truth is, I’m not sure that he’s into me. Leaf says it’s more complicated than that though. He says there are cultural differences to account for that I don’t totally understand. Obviously, there are communication problems, which will take a while to solve, considering I’m learning a whole new language.
He reminded me it wouldn’t be as easy as I think. And the more Leaf talked about it, the more I understood. I get why Robbie may be reluctant to go anywhere with me beyond that kiss. But damn it, I’m determined.
I want to get to know him. I’m willing to do whatever I need to. It’s going to be a lot of hard work, but I don’t mind that. I enjoy the process. And I want him to understand that all of this is important to me because, in spite of the fact that I can tell he’s not thrilled about wanting me, I want him to know I’m worth the risk.
I just need a chance.
I stop in front of him, seeing him with two other men. They’re signing far too quickly for me to decipher any of it, so I turn my gaze back to Robbie, who is staring at me in shock.
It’s obvious he didn’t expect me here, which tells me he knew my schedule and was trying to avoid me.Shit, that stings. I can only hope it doesn’t show on my face.
