Page 91 of Galen's Redemption
Galen closed his eyes. How many times had he complained about Andy?He once said Andy was the closest thing he had to a friend, but the truth was, Andywasa friend, while Galen surely hadn’t been. It was amazing how he could look back on himself with such clarity.
“You know I love you, right?”
Andy grinned. “Like the sister you never had.”
“No.” Galen pulled Andy close. “Like the very best friend in the whole world. And you’re someone I don’t deserve.”
“True,but I figure I’ve invested all this time and energy in you, so I should probably keep you.”
They laughed together, and it felt good.
“Come on. Let’s get breakfast together, and then I’m going to bed.” Andy’s cheeks filled with color. “Marco is taking me to a club tonight.”
“Oh?”
“It’s a Chicago club, and it’s kinda….” He murmured something.
“I’m sorry, it’s kinda what?”
Andy drew in a breath.“It’s kind of a BDSM sex club.”
That confused Galen. “You mean you’re going to have sex with other guys?”
“What?” Andy’s eyes went wide and he held up his hands. “Hell, no. He has friends there, and he wants me to meet them. Marco told me if I so much as looked at another man, he’d have to spank me.” He grinned. “I might do it just to see if he follows through.”
“Man, I didn’t know you hada kinky streak.”
“Well, not sure about a streak. A stripe, maybe. But if Marco wants to try different things, I’ll keep an open mind.”
“You two are so perfect together, you know that?”
“Yeah, I do.” Andy got up and headed for the kitchen. “Let’s go, bitch. The quiche isn’t going to make itself.”
Galen chuckled as he got up and went to lend a hand to his best friend, secure for the first timein his life that he was on the path to being a better human being.
ROBERT WOKEto an empty bed. He rolled over and buried his face in Galen’s pillow, delighting in the scent of his lover. God, last night had been more than Robert could have possibly hoped for. He slipped out of bed and put on the clothes he’d strewn on the floor. With every piece he put on, he recalled how amazing it hadbeen to take it off. He couldn’t wait to give Galen a proper good morning. He opened the door and stepped from the room.
He found Galen and Andy snuggling on the couch, Galen’s fingers in Andy’s hair. Robert was surprised how much jealousy hedidn’tfeel. Andy had helped Robert find his way to Galen, and he would never be able to thank him enough. He also knew the two of them were nothing morethan good friends, and he was grateful, because if he had to work, at least Galen would have someone he could talk with.
When they saw him, they both jumped up and pulled Robert to the kitchen, where Andy took a quiche from the oven and served Galen and Robert, before excusing himself and going into his room. Galen and Robert sat at the table, eating quiche, drinking coffee, and enjoying thecompany. It had a level of domesticity Robert hadn’t experienced since he’d lived at home.
Robert put his fork down and smiled. “I haven’t had quiche in years. This was really good. Thank you both.”
Galen shrugged. “I wish I could take credit for it, but Andy’s the one who can take a moldy tomato, a dried crust of bread, and something green from the back drawer of the refrigerator and turn itinto a gourmet meal. Me? Give me something I only need to heat up, and you’re likely to wind up in the ER getting your stomach pumped.”
“Noted for future reference.” He sighed. “I should get going.” Robert drained the rest of his coffee, got up, and took his dishes to the sink. “Will I see you later?”
Galen grinned. “I’m going with you.”
“What? Why?”
“Because a little girl taught me a veryvaluable lesson the other night, and though I might not be able to solve all her problems, I’m going to do my damnedest to make sure she never has to go to bed hungry.” He stepped over to Robert and gave him a peck on the lips. “Give me five minutes to get ready.”
“Okay.”
Galen turned and headed for the bedroom.
“Galen?”
