Dodging Trains
“After our pasta dinner at Markeston’s, we were still in no shape to drive, so he offered us a room at his super-mansion to sleep it off.
“You’ll be back tomorrow morning for your light thing, right?” he asked, eyebrows raised on his forehead when we graciously declined the offer. I’d nodded and explained that we didn’t want poor Simon to be alone at Keyon’s place all night.
Of course Markeston has a long, black, shiny car and a driver with a hat. He insisted, and we accepted. Good thing... too, because a taxi back to Tampa would have been expensive.
Keyon is sprawled out on the sand, eyes glittering in the reflection from the moon, and I’m on my side, a cheek in my hand, just staring at him. I brush a finger across his cheekbone. Move it up his temple and circle down over his nose.
“You don’t let anyone hit you in the face, huh?” I murmur. “Too vain?”
He snorts and sends me a side-glance.MoreLess
“You’ll be back tomorrow morning for your light thing, right?” he asked, eyebrows raised on his forehead when we graciously declined the offer. I’d nodded and explained that we didn’t want poor Simon to be alone at Keyon’s place all night.
Of course Markeston has a long, black, shiny car and a driver with a hat. He insisted, and we accepted. Good thing... too, because a taxi back to Tampa would have been expensive.
Keyon is sprawled out on the sand, eyes glittering in the reflection from the moon, and I’m on my side, a cheek in my hand, just staring at him. I brush a finger across his cheekbone. Move it up his temple and circle down over his nose.
“You don’t let anyone hit you in the face, huh?” I murmur. “Too vain?”
He snorts and sends me a side-glance.MoreLess
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