I'm afflicted with Holiday Blues. Quiet days at home are what I crave. Heck, I leave work Monday and don’t go out
again until Saturday when I return to work. Occasionally my sister drags me out
or a variety of appointments I can’t get out of force me into the world. This
time of year I try even harder not to
leave my safe, warm, abode. Doesn’t help that I abhor winter weather – any weather
below 70 degrees is brutal! So why a holiday story you might ask? Gosh knows.
Maybe it’s because I’d put this one out a few years ago and never quite ‘felt it’ so I enhanced the story by
adding close to a thousand words, and I’m setting it free once again this week
after a few more fixes! Here’s a bit of my interracial male/male/female ménage:
Pennington
Seevers picked the same all-inclusive island get-away the very woman he wants
to escape also chose. Partner, best friend, and lover, Rory Burton, is along
for the trip and though they enjoy sex together, even love each other, Rory
insists Pennington is more than attracted to Headley Etta Xavier and accuses
him of not wanting to share as they often did.
Headley
Etta Xavier who goes by the name Hex knows involving herself with her boss,
Pennington, or his second in command, Rory, might mean an end to her job so she
takes her first vacation in years hoping to wipe both from her mind. Little
does she realize the men she watches having sex from a hidden spot behind a
tree is Penn and Rory. Worse yet, seeing them in the act didn’t deter Hex, it made her hotter than hell!
A
holiday to remember or a case of holiday blues—which way would it go?
“It’s been so long I barely remember but I’d
bet you can’t describe the last woman we shared.”
Penn stroked his chin, scratched stubble. “Tall
and blonde.”
“Yeah, right, and I’d wager again this sudden
thing you’ve developed for tall, skinny blondes is so you don’t think of Hex
when you screw them.”
“You just can’t leave it be.”
Rory said, “Tell her.” The lopsided grin Penn
loved appeared. “The worse that could happen is one of us gets lucky.”
“Stop right there.”
“Christ, Penn, I don’t get you sometimes.” Rory
tipped his beer, finished the bottle. “You don’t laugh anymore, we don’t go
out, and you’re rude as hell all the time. You need to pull it together.”
He gazed at his friend. They’d known each
other forever, Penn loved the man. Rory didn’t know how close he was to the
truth about his feelings for Hex. He watched her at work, Penn liked how
meticulously she handled her job, how she smiled, how she walked, how her brown
skin glistened under lights... Fuck me!
He couldn’t find a single thing to fault her on. Hell, he searched hard for
errors to have a reason to call her into his office. He found none. And the way
she dressed, God, she was stunning in those fitting outfits that hugged her
round ass. How could he be so attracted to Hex but not want to give up what he
had with his best friend?
Hex rejected his advances so many times, he
stayed angry at the world and it was wrong. “With the others, I could share
them, it was sex and we all got what we wanted. Anyway, what they thought
didn’t matter. I always knew I could continue to have you.”
“And now?”
Rory was right about why he chose thin
blondes—they kept thoughts of Hex from invading his head. “I almost told her,
Rory. If she had agreed to go out with me again, I would because I didn’t want
a lie between us.”
“Jeez, that bad, huh?”
A hand waved in Rory’s direction, “She may
not have understood us.” Penn shook his head. “Hell, I’ve never felt this way
about anyone but you and I’ve only kissed
her.” He didn’t take his eyes off Rory. “Though we’ve shared men and women, I’m
possessive as hell when it comes to you.” He glanced away not wanting Rory to
see anger flushing his face. “I remember the guy you brought up in conversation earlier. We enjoyed
him together but when he tried to take you from me, I wanted to do more than
punch him out.”
“I knew you remembered.”
“Thinking of you feeling this way about someone…
Jesus!” His head bowed. “What if I couldn’t have shared Hex?”
“Doesn’t seem to matter now. Anyway, I get it.”
“Fuck that, Rory, because I don’t. I don’t
get this at all.” Penn appreciated the fact only one lamp cast light from the
far corner because he would rather not ruin Rory’s holiday by having him
witness raw emotion surfacing at this moment. What the hell! He leaned forward on the sofa, elbows on knees, and buried
his face in his hands. “Every night, every goddamn day. I can’t get her out of
my mind. I liked being with her, we talked, laughed, touched, and she didn’t expect anything from me. I’d have taken
her to one of those godawful girly movies if she asked. Christ, Rory.” Air
whooshed from his mouth. “I won’t… I can’t
give up what you and I have.”
“Penn, I’m sorry.”
He jerked around and stared at Rory. “What
the hell does that mean?” Would Rory disappear from his life if he found a
woman and wanted to settle down? “What would you do?”
Rory got up, walked a few steps to where he
sat, and pulled Penn’s hands into his. “I don’t want another man, you’re enough
for me. But we’ve talked about women, doing different things with them, and I’m
more than aware you want to start a family, have children. You’ve never hid
that from me. I don’t want kids but it’s been my dream we’d find one woman we
could spend the rest of our lives with.” Penn pulled his hands back and rubbed
his face. “Look at me.” Rory continued, “I’m not searching but if I found one and
she didn’t understand what you and I have together, she won’t be in my life.
Period.”
Penn stood and embraced Rory. “Then there’s
your answer why Hex can never know, why I can’t make her a part of my, our life."
Keep
your eyes open for more information on release date.
Growl and roar-it’s okay to let
the beast out. – J. Hali Steele
1 comment:
I know what you mean about not wanting to go out in the winter. I like hibernating. Holidays are hard on a lot of people. I'll bet Hex got a real surprise when the guys showed up. :) Sounds like it could be a fun situation.
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