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man—that Dury Smith person—he was unlike anyone Simon had ever met. Simon had never particularly liked cross-dressers. He got hard over muscled chests and hot erections, not women's clothes. Case in point: Luc. But Dury had something special, a light that seemed to radiate from his very being. Simon could still remember Dury's sweet smile, and his heart hurt with a weird sense of longing. He hated to admit that Luc had found someone better, more patient, and God, so beautiful.
"What are you thinking so hard about?" a voice said suddenly, startling Simon.
He dropped the glass, and the expensive liquor splattered all over the place. It reminded him of a different moment, when Simon had been the one to scare another man. Back then, Luc spilled his champagne all over his shirt, which led to Simon impulsively whisking him away from the party and giving him a blow job in the bathroom.
But it wasn't Luc invading his private sanctuary now. Simon gaped as he saw Dury Smith stand there, in the middle of his living room, giving him a concerned look. "Are you all right? Let me help you with that."
"No," Simon said automatically. "I got it."
He didn't bother to clean up, though. He could change the carpets and even the floors if he wanted to. Seeing his ex's current lover here was too mindboggling to compute, and Simon needed to understand why.
"What in the world are you doing here?" he asked, hating himself for sounding so weak.
"I came to see you, of course," Dury replied. "I can wait, though, if you're too busy."
"Busy?" Simon repeated in disbelief. Who the hell did this kid think he was? Was this some sort of show of possessiveness? Dury hadn't seemed like that upon their first meeting, but Simon had been wrong before. Anger flowed through him at the thought of Dury and Luc together, in bed, mocking him. "What the fuck?" he growled. "Did you come to tell me to stay away from Luc? You don't have to worry, you know. That's all over now."
Dury didn't look intimidated. "I doubt that. And Luc isn't my lover."
Simon snorted. "As if I believe that. Why else would he—?" He stopped himself just before he finished the phrase, realizing how insulting it would sound. He didn't know Dury well enough to judge.
Dury arched a brow. "Why would he be with me if it wasn't for fucking? That's what you were going to say, right?"
Simon fought to keep a straight face and not let his embarrassment show. After all, Dury had been the one to intrude. Hell, Simon should call the police and have Dury arrested for trespassing. "I apologize if I'm wrong," he said levelly, "but you have to admit the situation is suspicious."
Dury let out a thoughtful sound. "And it bothers you, the thought that I might be sleeping with him?"
"Of course it bothers me," Simon snarled. He had no idea what game this kid was playing, but he wanted it over. "Look, I think you'd better go."
"I'll go, but first I want to say something. Luc loves you still. You shouldn't give up on him so easily."
"I did my best," Simon said defensively. "It didn't work out. I've had enough."
Dury shook his head. "You bluffed, you lost, and now you're afraid to try again. Isn't that right? You never wanted to break up with Luc. You thought that an ultimatum would give Luc a little nudge, bring him back to reality. Only it didn't work out the way you'd hoped, because Luc didn't fight for you."
Simon's vision started to blur. Suddenly, he felt like he couldn't breathe. Having his failure thrown in his face by a stranger, Luc's new lover, hurt more than he could have ever imagined. He opened his mouth to deny it, but the calm certainty on Dury's face convinced him otherwise. "How did you know?" he asked instead. He'd never told anyone about it, not even Susie. It still hurt too fucking much, and Simon suspected this wound would never fully heal.
"I just do," Dury answered simply. "Luc doesn't, though, and he's hurting."
"He has you now," Simon shot back.
"It's not enough," Dury replied
"What are you thinking so hard about?" a voice said suddenly, startling Simon.
He dropped the glass, and the expensive liquor splattered all over the place. It reminded him of a different moment, when Simon had been the one to scare another man. Back then, Luc spilled his champagne all over his shirt, which led to Simon impulsively whisking him away from the party and giving him a blow job in the bathroom.
But it wasn't Luc invading his private sanctuary now. Simon gaped as he saw Dury Smith stand there, in the middle of his living room, giving him a concerned look. "Are you all right? Let me help you with that."
"No," Simon said automatically. "I got it."
He didn't bother to clean up, though. He could change the carpets and even the floors if he wanted to. Seeing his ex's current lover here was too mindboggling to compute, and Simon needed to understand why.
"What in the world are you doing here?" he asked, hating himself for sounding so weak.
"I came to see you, of course," Dury replied. "I can wait, though, if you're too busy."
"Busy?" Simon repeated in disbelief. Who the hell did this kid think he was? Was this some sort of show of possessiveness? Dury hadn't seemed like that upon their first meeting, but Simon had been wrong before. Anger flowed through him at the thought of Dury and Luc together, in bed, mocking him. "What the fuck?" he growled. "Did you come to tell me to stay away from Luc? You don't have to worry, you know. That's all over now."
Dury didn't look intimidated. "I doubt that. And Luc isn't my lover."
Simon snorted. "As if I believe that. Why else would he—?" He stopped himself just before he finished the phrase, realizing how insulting it would sound. He didn't know Dury well enough to judge.
Dury arched a brow. "Why would he be with me if it wasn't for fucking? That's what you were going to say, right?"
Simon fought to keep a straight face and not let his embarrassment show. After all, Dury had been the one to intrude. Hell, Simon should call the police and have Dury arrested for trespassing. "I apologize if I'm wrong," he said levelly, "but you have to admit the situation is suspicious."
Dury let out a thoughtful sound. "And it bothers you, the thought that I might be sleeping with him?"
"Of course it bothers me," Simon snarled. He had no idea what game this kid was playing, but he wanted it over. "Look, I think you'd better go."
"I'll go, but first I want to say something. Luc loves you still. You shouldn't give up on him so easily."
"I did my best," Simon said defensively. "It didn't work out. I've had enough."
Dury shook his head. "You bluffed, you lost, and now you're afraid to try again. Isn't that right? You never wanted to break up with Luc. You thought that an ultimatum would give Luc a little nudge, bring him back to reality. Only it didn't work out the way you'd hoped, because Luc didn't fight for you."
Simon's vision started to blur. Suddenly, he felt like he couldn't breathe. Having his failure thrown in his face by a stranger, Luc's new lover, hurt more than he could have ever imagined. He opened his mouth to deny it, but the calm certainty on Dury's face convinced him otherwise. "How did you know?" he asked instead. He'd never told anyone about it, not even Susie. It still hurt too fucking much, and Simon suspected this wound would never fully heal.
"I just do," Dury answered simply. "Luc doesn't, though, and he's hurting."
"He has you now," Simon shot back.
"It's not enough," Dury replied
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