it doesn’t take me forever to get to work,” Kendall said. He shut the door, and Johnny moved close. “I kept thinking about you all week.”
“Me too,” Johnny said, and Kendall angled closer and kissed him. There was no chocolate this time, just Johnny, and Kendall liked it better. “I kept thinking about that kiss.”
“No chocolate this time,” Kendall said, and Johnny kissed him again.
“I almost didn’t call,” Johnny admitted when he straightened up again. “I couldn’t figure out what an interesting guy like you could see in me. I’m boring and spend my days researching dead guys.”
Kendall chuckled as he shook his head. “You’re intense and you’re passionate about your subject, which isn’t boring.” Kendall hoped Johnny might eventually throw a bit of that passion his way, and he shivered with excitement. “The subject might be boring, but passion never is.” It took Kendall a second to realize what he’d said. “Not that I think what you study is boring,” he added hastily. “I didn’t mean that….” God, he’d really stepped in it.
“It’s okay, I know what you meant,” Johnny said with a grin that included a soft chuckle. “You’re cute when you’re flustered.”
Kendall turned away so Johnny wouldn’t see him roll his eyes at the cute comment. Cute was the dating kiss of death. He didn’t want to be cute. Dashing, yes, handsome, hot, even adorably sexy would work, but cute….
“You should get your coat,” Johnny said, pulling Kendall out of his woolgathering.
“Is it still snowing?” Kendall asked as he pulled his heavy coat out of his closet. He also found his nice scarf and gloves.
“Yes, but not too hard, and the wind died down, so it’s pretty,” Johnny told him. Kendall bundled up and turned off the lights. They left the apartment, and he locked up. Once they’d descended the stairs, they stepped out into a Christmas card. Fresh snow glittered in the lights around windows and from the pine trees in small pots. “I always wondered what a Winter Wonderland looked like,” Johnny commented softly and turned to Kendall.
“It is pretty with the fresh snow and lights,” Kendall said.
“Yes, it is,” Johnny told him without breaking his gaze. Kendall instantly warmed, and Johnny kissed him there on the street. A car honked as it passed, and Johnny moved away and then guided them down the sidewalk.
“Where are we going?” Kendall asked as he licked his lips, trying to get the last taste of Johnny left on them. “I’m not really hungry yet.” It always took a while after the excitement of a show for his appetite to kick in.
“Perfect,” Johnny said, and they began walking toward the center of the city, where he hailed a cab. “Take us to the park, please,” Johnny instructed, and the driver began moving once they were in.
The ride didn’t take long, and the driver let them out at the south corner of Central Park right near the Plaza Hotel, which was all decked out for the holiday. “I thought we could go for a ride,” Johnny said, and he engaged one of the horse-drawn carriages. Kendall almost shook his head, thinking those were for tourists, but he got in. The driver handed them a thick blanket to put over their legs and started the horse moving. “I always wanted to do this on a date,” Johnny told Kendall in a whisper.
“You’ve never done this before, then?” Kendall asked, and Johnny shook his head slowly.
“I haven’t been on many dates,” Johnny confessed. “Have you?”
Kendall didn’t know how to answer and decided on the truth. “I’ve been out with guys, but on very few dates,” Kendall began, and Johnny moved closer, putting his arm around Kendall’s back. “And certainly no dates like this,” Kendall added, looking up at the trees covered with snow, flakes falling and melting on his face.
“So this was a good idea?” Johnny asked.
“This was a magical idea,” Kendall told him and snuggled closer.
“Me too,” Johnny said, and Kendall angled closer and kissed him. There was no chocolate this time, just Johnny, and Kendall liked it better. “I kept thinking about that kiss.”
“No chocolate this time,” Kendall said, and Johnny kissed him again.
“I almost didn’t call,” Johnny admitted when he straightened up again. “I couldn’t figure out what an interesting guy like you could see in me. I’m boring and spend my days researching dead guys.”
Kendall chuckled as he shook his head. “You’re intense and you’re passionate about your subject, which isn’t boring.” Kendall hoped Johnny might eventually throw a bit of that passion his way, and he shivered with excitement. “The subject might be boring, but passion never is.” It took Kendall a second to realize what he’d said. “Not that I think what you study is boring,” he added hastily. “I didn’t mean that….” God, he’d really stepped in it.
“It’s okay, I know what you meant,” Johnny said with a grin that included a soft chuckle. “You’re cute when you’re flustered.”
Kendall turned away so Johnny wouldn’t see him roll his eyes at the cute comment. Cute was the dating kiss of death. He didn’t want to be cute. Dashing, yes, handsome, hot, even adorably sexy would work, but cute….
“You should get your coat,” Johnny said, pulling Kendall out of his woolgathering.
“Is it still snowing?” Kendall asked as he pulled his heavy coat out of his closet. He also found his nice scarf and gloves.
“Yes, but not too hard, and the wind died down, so it’s pretty,” Johnny told him. Kendall bundled up and turned off the lights. They left the apartment, and he locked up. Once they’d descended the stairs, they stepped out into a Christmas card. Fresh snow glittered in the lights around windows and from the pine trees in small pots. “I always wondered what a Winter Wonderland looked like,” Johnny commented softly and turned to Kendall.
“It is pretty with the fresh snow and lights,” Kendall said.
“Yes, it is,” Johnny told him without breaking his gaze. Kendall instantly warmed, and Johnny kissed him there on the street. A car honked as it passed, and Johnny moved away and then guided them down the sidewalk.
“Where are we going?” Kendall asked as he licked his lips, trying to get the last taste of Johnny left on them. “I’m not really hungry yet.” It always took a while after the excitement of a show for his appetite to kick in.
“Perfect,” Johnny said, and they began walking toward the center of the city, where he hailed a cab. “Take us to the park, please,” Johnny instructed, and the driver began moving once they were in.
The ride didn’t take long, and the driver let them out at the south corner of Central Park right near the Plaza Hotel, which was all decked out for the holiday. “I thought we could go for a ride,” Johnny said, and he engaged one of the horse-drawn carriages. Kendall almost shook his head, thinking those were for tourists, but he got in. The driver handed them a thick blanket to put over their legs and started the horse moving. “I always wanted to do this on a date,” Johnny told Kendall in a whisper.
“You’ve never done this before, then?” Kendall asked, and Johnny shook his head slowly.
“I haven’t been on many dates,” Johnny confessed. “Have you?”
Kendall didn’t know how to answer and decided on the truth. “I’ve been out with guys, but on very few dates,” Kendall began, and Johnny moved closer, putting his arm around Kendall’s back. “And certainly no dates like this,” Kendall added, looking up at the trees covered with snow, flakes falling and melting on his face.
“So this was a good idea?” Johnny asked.
“This was a magical idea,” Kendall told him and snuggled closer.
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