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Confusion: Chapter 2
Adam slowly pulled away from the kiss, and took my hands. He pulled them to his chest and said
'Alot has happened, and I don't want to assume or rush anything, but I just want you to know that this heart here is your for the taking if you want it'
I pulled him close to me whispering into his ear
'I've loved you from the very first day I met you, and I'll never, ever, let you go'
We stayed in an embrace which to seemed last a lifetime. Eventually we decided to head back to my place to dry off, lest we both end up completely ill.
The whole journey back neither of us said a word, our hands stayed interlocked, and I lay my head on his shoulder. We had a lot to talk about, but for the moment our light embrace was sufficient to fill the void in both our lives.
Even after all that had transpired, we were both treading lightly so afraid to spoil anything, him more so than me. I sent Adam off the the shower first as I rustled up some food and hot tea.
'Mark' he shouted out. 'I need a towel.'
I walked to the bathroom and saw him with just a small hand towel barely covering him. For a moment I stood there examining his body. I had seen him in the gym showers dozens of times, but this time was different, I knew I could stare, and that I would soon feel his flesh against mine. He wasn;t a gym body, no he had some much tone and definition, a result from tennis and capoiera. His tan and each droplet of water on his bare skin accentuated each muscle, I wanted him so bad.
All my staring however, I think, made him a little uncomfortable, as he turned bright pink, and began shifting his gaze from his feet to me. I smiled and handed a towel to him. As he looked up again, our eyes met.
'You don't have to be shy with me anymore Mister' I said with hint of mischief in my voice.
What was I thinking, how lame was that? I wanted to say something to put him at ease, but typical me, everytime I get nervous I start to waffle and crack stupid jokes. My silly comment did however put a little smile on his face.
'I'll em be right out' he said then scampered back into the bathroom.
'I'll put some clothes on the bed for you. I'm going to take my shower, so help yourself to the sandwiches and tea on the counter. I'll be out in 10 minutes' talking to him throught the door I said.
'Okay, thanks' he replied.
Since we were about the same size he would be able to fit into most things I had. I took out a t-shirt, and a pair of tracks when I decided to be a little sly. I put them back and replace them with a rather fitted singlet, and a pair of boxers, which I was hoping would be off very soon.
When I got out of the shower I saw him standing by the kitchen counter reading the paper. I snuck up behind him, wrapped my arms around his waist, and started kissing the nape of his neck. The smell and taste of his skin was intoxicating. He moaned a little, the pulled away.
I'm not usually this paranoid, but something was definetely wrong. There was something making him uncomfortable, and I was sure it was me. Adam turned around, and seeing the look of worry and disbelief on my face, he gently placed a kiss on my lips.
Thinking that his apparenty awkward behaviour just my imagination, I moved up closer to him, to prolong the kiss. Instead of him reciprocating, he pulled away again and changed our embrace into a hug. Now I was convinced that something was up. I've never been keen on one nighters, and just sex relationships - not that its never happened, but I've always been a little more reserved. I wasn't expecting to rush things with Adam, but rejecting every advance I make wasn't only worrying me, but actually pissing me off. I pulled away from him and without saying a word walked to the other side of the counter grabbed my cup and went to the living room.
' Mark...' he called out. ' I'm sorry '
He obviously knew why I was mad.
' I'm not just trying to get into your pants you know ' I said with a half angry half confused look on my face. ' Okay, so maybe I'm being a little too forward, but everytime you push me away.....well.....its confusing. Look, its pretty late and we're both tired. You can have the bed and I'll take the couch here. We'll talk in the morning '
Something was up, and I didn't want to push it. I was hurt, but figured that rather then end up confrontational and risk losing him, I'd let us both sleep on it and talk when we were both fresh.
' I am such an idiot. He's mad at me, and I'm going to lose him if I don't say something quick ' thought Adam. 'God help me..I don't know what to do'
' No...can we talk now for a bit? ' whispered Adam.
to be continued.
Apologies for this being a bit of drag, but I thougt I'd keep the story going without too much of a time lapse. SO, I promise the next one will be a bit more action packed! Thank again everyone. Comments are always welcome!