Jack
I park my car in front of the Gallery and a smile sprawls to my face. I am still dressed in the same clothes I had on for the interview. Everything happened so fast and I don't plan on even going home to change. I texted Lance about the job and he hasn't stopped blowing off my phone. I know he was also worried about me. He is really the only one that I actually talked to about my fears. I told him about how useless I felt. He knew about all the insecurities that I didn't want to show to Trick. I didn't want him to know that I was weak—even though I am pretty sure that he could tell.
I am not the best at hiding things. I am like an open book, if I am feeling some type of way, you would be able to see it on my face. I can't smile and act like everything is okay when I am dying on the inside. I am so sure that Trick knew it all. He could feel my pain but he didn't rub it in. He didn't force me to talk about my fears and worries and that is why I love him so much.
My phone rings for the tenth time since I started driving to the gallery and this time, I answer it. "Yo, how long is a fucking interview?'' he shouts into the phone that I have to remove the phone from my ears before he bursts my eardrums with his screams.
"Hello to you too,'' I reply to him calmly.
I am on cloud nine right now. The bliss I feel is a lot more than I ever thought I would. I like the space I am at. I love it so much and I haven't even started the job "How was it?'' he asks the question that everybody wants to know. I have had about fifteen interviews just this month. This question is not new to me. Lance has asked me this same question numerous times and I have always given him the same answer but this time, I have the right answer.
"I got the job,'' I tell him with all the excitement bursting into me.
He screams into the phone and I take it off my ear completely and put it on speaker on the console of my car. This conversation is not going to get any quieter, I might as well just take him off my ears "We need to celebrate. A night out, just you and me. When do you start?''
"I don't know yet. I am supposed to do some tests and shit. Should have it all covered by tomorrow.'''
"Great, I am picking you up tonight,'' he finalizes. Not even asking me if I will be available. I guess I have always been available for Lance. He is the one person apart from Trick that I can always count on.
"What about your kid?''
I can't believe that I am associating the word kid with Lance. I can swear that sometimes, Lance still acts like a baby. Now he has a child in his custody. Granted, he has Ford. That man is the most stable person I have ever met. He is the calm to Lance's storm. I still find it hard to believe that he is the bipolar one. He has handled his disorder so well that when I think about the past, I am happy that he has come this far.
"My baby will handle that, you can't say no. we haven't had a bros night in months. You have become such a shut-in.''
Yeah, it's not going to change. Once work starts, I am going to give it my all. I am going to dive into it, head first. "Whatever, you are allowed to pick me up,'' I tell him just as a hand knocks on the window of my car. I look up and Trick peers down with a smile on his face.
I roll the windows down "Hey,'' I return his smile. My heart is racing right now. My man is in front of me and all I want to do is pull him closer and swarm him with a million kisses. He grabs the handle of the door and opens it. I don't know what he is attempting until he is inside the car, squeezing against me "This seemed sexier in my head,'' he groans and I grab his waist as I shift the chair backwards, giving us more leg space.
"You are sexy,'' I mutter with this stupid smile still on my face.
He rests his head on my forehead "It is still bright outside but there is no one around,'' he mumbles to himself. I can feel him against me and I know he is going to need to calm himself down before we get out of the car "You know you can kiss me, even with people around.''
Trick is not one for public display of affection but I am the kind of person that doesn't care. As long as my heart keeps beating for him, I will always flaunt him to the world with no shame. I will always show him that he is the only one I have my eyes on. There will be no one else as long as he is in my life.
He turns away from me and to the window, he is probably looking around to see if there is anyone. His eyes find their way back to me and that smile on his face tugs at my heartstrings, completely devouring me in this moment. Slowly, he leans forward until his lips are on mine and I close my eyes, ready to enjoy all of him. I did come here with the intentions to have sex but I am so grateful for him and that usually turns to something more intimate. I pull him even closer as he moans into my mouth. The same reaction I get every time I kiss him.
The love of my life.
The man that will always be mine.