This is sudden for you, but you will have to accept that this is something Lachlan is trying to understand. God help me, I tried to talk him out of it.” He chuckled, a sadness in his eyes that surprised him. Konnor could tell that he was telling the truth, but that didn't help him and it didn't explain what was going on with Lachlan either. “But this is how he feels and we have to respect that and do what we can to make him happy. I'm not going anywhere,” he promised, as if that was supposed to comfort him.
“I'm here because he needs me to be. To help him adjust to this new feeling, to help him deal with the break up; I'll be here for anything he needs. But if you keep making this about sex you're going to alienate him even more than you have already.” Cormag kept talking, but nothing made sense.
Konnor felt sick, if he was honest. His insides felt like even they were shaking at the thought of losing Lachlan to this older guy. He looked at least five years older than them, all pure muscle and shaggy hair. He had that frustratingly casual look that said he woke up looking incredible with no amount of effort. He couldn't help but reach up to his own well kept hair and fiddle with it nervously. If Lachlan was exploring an attraction to guys, why did it have to be this one? He was exactly what Lachlan would want and need right now.
He took a deep breath and reminded himself that no matter what happened he could never lose Lachlan; they were best buds and always would be. This stranger wasn't going to change that, so he might as well figure this out. “What does that mean?” he asked, cautiously.
“It means that last night you dragged his ass off a stool in the bar so that he couldn't kiss me, even though he wanted to. This morning you dialled up his hangover and didn't think anything of it. You've done nothing but act like a selfish shit since you met me and I'm sick of it,” Cormag confessed, only to sigh and shake his head. “But I'm not what matters,” he said, which was the first sensible thing he'd said since he met him.
“No, you're not. La chlan is what matters,” he agreed.
“Exactly. And what hurts him the most is that he counted on you to be the only one he could be himself with and all you did was disappoint him.” He shrugged, as if it was simple. But it wasn't simple. It was a load of shit.
And he would never admit it to this stranger, but it hurt to hear that he'd disappointed him. It couldn't be true. Lachlan would tell him the truth. He'd tell him that Cormag was a one night drunken mistake or a one off experimentation because he was doubting himself after what Orion had done. Yes…he'd say that and it would be okay. He'd be there for him, to help him figure things out. To ground him again. It was his job to be there when he needed him.
“Don't talk to me about Lachlan. You don't even know him.” Konnor objected to having a complete stranger trying to tell him how Lachlan was feeling or what he was thinking. He was decided; if Lachlan wanted to experiment then that's what they would do. But they would do it at home, in a safe environment with no strangers involved.
He headed for the door, planning to find Lachlan and get the hell out of the house and get his friend home. He would sober him up and then they would have a long chat about what the hell he'd been thinking.
“Whatever. Ask him and h e'll tell you himself,” Cormag called after him.
Chapter 10
Lachlan wasn't pleased about the fact that Konnor chose to stay and wait for him. He was trying to push him into going home again, as he'd done last night at the bar. Since he refused to go and he wasn't going to let him dictate where he went or who he went with, he started giving him the silent treatment. At least until he apologised for claiming he was a total slut who jumped into bed with anyone who asked.
Yes, he'd been in Cormag's bed, but he would never have left the bar with him if he thought sex was all he was after.
“I'm here because he needs me to be. To help him adjust to this new feeling, to help him deal with the break up; I'll be here for anything he needs. But if you keep making this about sex you're going to alienate him even more than you have already.” Cormag kept talking, but nothing made sense.
Konnor felt sick, if he was honest. His insides felt like even they were shaking at the thought of losing Lachlan to this older guy. He looked at least five years older than them, all pure muscle and shaggy hair. He had that frustratingly casual look that said he woke up looking incredible with no amount of effort. He couldn't help but reach up to his own well kept hair and fiddle with it nervously. If Lachlan was exploring an attraction to guys, why did it have to be this one? He was exactly what Lachlan would want and need right now.
He took a deep breath and reminded himself that no matter what happened he could never lose Lachlan; they were best buds and always would be. This stranger wasn't going to change that, so he might as well figure this out. “What does that mean?” he asked, cautiously.
“It means that last night you dragged his ass off a stool in the bar so that he couldn't kiss me, even though he wanted to. This morning you dialled up his hangover and didn't think anything of it. You've done nothing but act like a selfish shit since you met me and I'm sick of it,” Cormag confessed, only to sigh and shake his head. “But I'm not what matters,” he said, which was the first sensible thing he'd said since he met him.
“No, you're not. La chlan is what matters,” he agreed.
“Exactly. And what hurts him the most is that he counted on you to be the only one he could be himself with and all you did was disappoint him.” He shrugged, as if it was simple. But it wasn't simple. It was a load of shit.
And he would never admit it to this stranger, but it hurt to hear that he'd disappointed him. It couldn't be true. Lachlan would tell him the truth. He'd tell him that Cormag was a one night drunken mistake or a one off experimentation because he was doubting himself after what Orion had done. Yes…he'd say that and it would be okay. He'd be there for him, to help him figure things out. To ground him again. It was his job to be there when he needed him.
“Don't talk to me about Lachlan. You don't even know him.” Konnor objected to having a complete stranger trying to tell him how Lachlan was feeling or what he was thinking. He was decided; if Lachlan wanted to experiment then that's what they would do. But they would do it at home, in a safe environment with no strangers involved.
He headed for the door, planning to find Lachlan and get the hell out of the house and get his friend home. He would sober him up and then they would have a long chat about what the hell he'd been thinking.
“Whatever. Ask him and h e'll tell you himself,” Cormag called after him.
Chapter 10
Lachlan wasn't pleased about the fact that Konnor chose to stay and wait for him. He was trying to push him into going home again, as he'd done last night at the bar. Since he refused to go and he wasn't going to let him dictate where he went or who he went with, he started giving him the silent treatment. At least until he apologised for claiming he was a total slut who jumped into bed with anyone who asked.
Yes, he'd been in Cormag's bed, but he would never have left the bar with him if he thought sex was all he was after.
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