“Spend the night with me, Keith…” Tom asks. He gets frightened by his own impudence, gets frightened and begins to speak hastily and inconsistently: One night, Kitty, please! Lou will never know... it won't happen, I swear! I won't touch you if you don't want to, just spend this night with me... Don't leave me alone... I love you... Oh, fuck, fuck, saints! He said IT! Everyone, the bridges are burning! What will she answer? What? He will send... laugh, say, you're crazy, lilʼbro*... Fucking iodine, how scared he is! Tom is standing right next to her, almost looming over the short figure, not daring to touch her. Flapping long eyelashes like his brother's. Inside, everything twisted into a spring, poured with nitrogen. He calls her name, her real name, and she flinches because he never called her that. She is silent. She lowered her head, biting her lip, looking at the floor. Then he looks up. In the green whirlpools there is not a shadow of mockery, only light and ... attraction? D
In theory, according to all the laws of the genre, to the phrase "Keith, marry me", she should have laughed and said something like - yes, you are completely crazy, lilbro! Tom was inwardly ready to hear something like that. It wasn’t that he really hoped for her consent, he just didn’t know how else to prove that he truly loves and that he has the most serious intentions.In the morning he did not dare to impose on her. I would like to stay - I would have stayed ... since I left - it means I wanted to be alone ... And the guys do not need to see them in an ambiguous situation. She was even with him, restrained, as if nothing had happened at night ... And all the way to the ferry in Tom two loves fought - for her brother and his woman. Love for a woman won. At this stage, at least.She didn't laugh. She asked again - what? And when he repeated his proposal, breaking with excitement, she answered:“Thanks, Tommy… that's very nice, but… don't,” she smiled, squeezing his fingers, “You as
Tom opened his mouth to start making excuses...and came up with nothing. What the hell could you come up with? Here it is, his text message on the topic “overslept out of pity” - nowhere more frank.“It’s true… I love her…”Add - and she me, Tom did not dare, although he did not raise his hand to erase that very short word.Lou gripped the phone in his long fingers until his knuckles turned white.- You love ... yeah ... And you fuck with her. Wonderful. And how long?He got up, never taking his eyes off Tom. The younger Sparks decided that now his brother would hit him. Internally prepared for a scuffle.“We don’t sleep… well, I mean… it was just once…”“How long have you been fucking me, Thomas Jonathan Sparks, with her?” Lou snapped. - When did it all start? In the States?! In Dublin?!Tom shuddered, lowering his eyes.“Great… So Dublin… Damn, damn… Damn you both!” Okay, she... I still live with the feeling that this devil will leave me sooner or later... But you... You, Tom! You a
Come on, Kitty ... pick up the phone, please, - Tom stomped on the spot with impatience, but the answer was only measured beeps. Lou spent the night at Jeff's, Tom called him as soon as he bought a new phone. They drank vodka and talked about how shitty they were with Keith - well, it’s okay ... Jeff told him just like that: “Well, you’re an asshole, you little one!” Tom didn't have the time or inclination to argue with that.He went to the airport, of course. I looked from the side as they met ... It seems that everything is fine, without tantrums. But his soul was so bad and such cats scraped its bottom with their claws ... like those from Kitty's profile picture that he decided to call her anyway. If anything, he will come and take her away.Not getting through to her, Tom thought, gathered his courage and dialed Louis' number. In response - the same indifferent monotonous beeps. What the hell is going on there? Conciliatory sex? Disassembly with beating dishes? Murder? Damn it, in
Louis himself did not understand how it all happened. I didn’t have time to blink an eye, and they were already in his bed ... the three of them. Kitsune… damn seductive creature… So she sat naked, jingling her ankle bells, dripping this sound into their subconscious. Tom probably hadn't had time to get used to it yet, but for Lou this sound was like for Pavlov's dog - a conditioned signal tied to the most pleasant memories. And as soon as she kissed him properly, he surrendered immediately and without a fight.And as strange as it was to admit, the sight of Kitty kissing her brother was not at all disgusting. Yes, jealousy scratched ... but at the same time it turned out to be wildly exciting. Of course, Lou had a threesome, before, in his turbulent youth yet. What is he without this rock star, in fact? The alignment was different - he and two fans. Everyone was covered in rubbish and sex was more like the fuss of three impotent men. Now everything was different and resembled a dance
Kitty, did you salt the salad?“Uh-huh…with my tears.”- Oh, okay ... I bought you, as you put it, "human" food. There, the ham is in the fridge. And I also cried over her.Kit stuck her tongue out at Lou. Then she stood up on her tiptoes and kissed him on the nose. Tom smiled as he watched two of his most beloved people bicker without malice while preparing dinner. They slept for half a day, all three of them just passed out, as if they had been pulled out of an outlet. Waking up, they again remembered Christmas Eve and felt that they were terribly hungry.Louis seems to have recovered a little from his shock. He even smiles and does not cast such brutal looks at Tom. Maybe he decided that his girl was just a whim, which would soon pass? Be that as it may, a bad peace is better than a good war ...Mom called. Tom apologized and said he would come home tomorrow. She was offended, of course...but now he couldn't bring himself to leave. Keith in one of Lou's T-shirts, the long cutouts o
Louis slowly lowered the lid of his laptop. With trembling fingers he found a pack of cigarettes and lit it. That's all. End. Their romance with Kitsune is over ... And this time he put an end to it. He sat, stunned, not understanding how it happened, inhaling and exhaling hot acrid smoke.She said she needed both of them... or neither. He freaked out and said: fine, no one, then no one! Because he cannot and does not want to share it with anyone, including Tom. And that at this rate, there is no guarantee that a football team or some kind of pop rock band with the whole composition will not be in his bed somehow.She reacted with restraint, without drama. She said that she loved and would never forget, and hoped that they could remain friends. She asked me not to quarrel with my brother and not to blame him for anything. Here, damn it, it’s always like this - no matter what jamb the youngest screw up, there will always be a bunch of lawyers on his side!Her calmness finally convinced
“Tommy, son, I want to talk to you.— Yes, ma? Tom asked carelessly. I wish I could finish my business and go home to Lou. It's good for this asshole - he threw off all the work on them, and he hangs out with Kitty! Well, nothing ... Tom has a surprise for his beloved, from which she will be delighted.— Tom, take your eyes off the screen for a second.- Yes, yes ... already. I'm listening mom.Claire looked at her son intently and asked:“Your brother is dating that Kit again?”“Yes, Mom, you know.- AND?“And they are doing well (and we are doing well with her).- Dont you want to say me something?- What are you talking about?- What's going on with you? Louie's parting with This Kit (ma so pointedly emphasizes the word "this") surprisingly coincided with a sharp cooling in your relationship. You left the house, if he came, you could not see him! Then you reconciled, thank God, and again this amazingly coincided with the return of Kit. It is worth it to come and you do not spend th