Flowers And Feelings

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Who would have thought Gene Simmons could be embarrassed by a simple gesture of flowers. I should open a floral shop called Frehley's Flowers just so I can send gene flowers every day. When he walked off without acknowledging my gift, I felt hurt. Standing in the rehearsal room, I looked at Pete and Paul, not quite sure what to do next.

Finally Paul went off in search of Gene and I started talking to Peter. He told me that he and Paul had gone all the way last night at Coney Island. "So you do have feelings for him?" I asked. "Or do you plan on just using him?"

"I could ask you the same." he shot back. "I do like the kid. I'm married and he knows that." "Does Gene know you ain't exclusively his?"

"Of course. He's not exclusively mine either." Peter and I finally came to an agreement that we wouldn't discourage each other but we would remain supportive. When Gene came out he apologized for over reacting and asked if he could donate some of the flowers. I agreed and he started picking ones he was taking home.

The bluish purple roses went to Paul and Peter took the huge bouquet of white ones. I agreed to come to Gene's house for dinner in about an hour. We ended up sleeping in the same bed but only sleeping. I wasn't willing to jeopardize anything so I contentedly agreed. Any time I can spend with Gene is wonderful.

Before I left the next morning, Gene made me breakfast.

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