Tyler sat down on one of the sofas in the living room, absently touching the slicing scar under his right eye. Since the accident, he had never really thought about it. No one had really made a big deal out of it. Certainly Graham didn’t seem bothered by it. Actually he did run a thumb over it or even on occasion his tongue when he was kissing his face. But that had always been out of love. Now he wondered if people didn’t say anything, because they didn’t want to hurt his feelings.
“Don’t even go there, honey. The scar is minor and
you’re still the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.” Graham kissed his cheek right
next to the scar. Tyler noticed Graham still looked like he was ready to defend
him if necessary. The big guy sitting next to Tony on a sofa across from them
had calmed down, but was still intimidating as hell just sitting there.
“I’m sorry Tyler, I was just surprised to see you
here,” Tony said.
“No, if anyone in this room is sorry, it’s me. I
have a lot to apologize for.” Tyler wished he could tell Tony everything he
needed to.
“Damn right you should be sorry.”
“Shane Miller, that’s it. It’s obvious Tyler and I
need to talk. Would it be okay if all of you leave the room and let us have
five minutes to say what needs to be said?”
“No way in hell.”
“Shane, please.” Tony kissed his lover on the mouth
and looked into his eyes for a moment. Tyler could see the second Shane gave
it. With a sign in resignation, he stood up and walked out of the room. Brian
and Jack too got up and followed.
Graham turned to Tyler and kissed him. “If you need
me, just call. You don’t have to be alone anymore. Okay?”
Tyler leaned up and gave Graham one more kiss. “I’ll
be fine. I have to do this.”
With a smile and a small brush of his hand on
Tyler’s cheek, Graham left the room.
Now the two former lovers sat across from each other
neither knowing how to start.
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