Just Sex Mates (boyxboy)

Chapter 33: Enlightenment.

I sat watching the clock with a cup of tea in my hand rather than the large glass of Rioja that I usually favoured. The time was almost 8pm and Connor was due any minute. I had asked him to meet me here for two reasons. The first being that I didn't want to discuss things publicly, with the possibility of being overheard, and secondly, by meeting here Connor would think everything was rosy and not be expecting any interrogation.

Taylor was right, of course. I was confused by everything. I needed everything clear in my mind before I could move forward, and yes, I desperately wanted to move forward with Taylor. I needed answers. I needed closure, just like I had closure now with Tudor and Saxon. Yes, in some way like the closure I had with Tom.

I had thought carefully about Tom's words and his advice. It was the way that he had spoken to me that had impressed me. He hadn't judged. He hadn't laughed at me. He not only saw the difficulties I had created for myself but he had given me possible solutions. There was no 'you must do this' or 'you must do that'. He had really opened my eyes and I genuinely felt that I could turn my back on the nightmare I had created myself. I had actually felt empowered and had worked out what I was going to say. As the time ticked away to when Connor was due to turn up, my confidence began to wane and I began to worry if things didn't go according to plan.

Why the fuck didn't I let Taylor join us?

My phone pinged. It was a WhatsApp message from Tom with a picture attached. 'Hope this helps you make the right decision. Courtesy of Saxon.'

A smile of happiness crossed my lips and tears of sadness formed in my eyes at the same time. A phenomenon that I've never experienced before.

I managed to reply 'Thanks. It does. Speak later?' I added a thank you and hug emoji along with a red heart one.

I was in the process of forwarding it to Taylor with the intended message being, 'Connor is a liar. Come as I definitely don't trust him' when as punctual as a debt collector, Connor arrived and rang the doorbell. I quickly pressed send and sent only the first six words and answered the door.

"I'm assuming, because you insisted we met here, that the news is good?" He remarked as he handed me a bottle of Champagne, and leant in for a kiss.

I backed away, sharply. "I would have thought that it was wrong to assume something..., given your line of work!"

He drew back and gave me a puzzled look. "Did something happen over the weekend that I should know about?"

I took his coat from him and hung it over the back of a chair and placed the Champagne in the fridge. I turned back to face him. "Yeah! My dad got married to Carol Spearing.... That's what happened."

It took a moment for the penny to drop and he opened and closed his mouth quite a few times as if he was going to say something and then changed his mind.

"Enough of the goldfish impersonations, Connor. Yup! Tudor and Saxon are my new twin stepbrothers...., and yeah...., Saxon was definitely my sex mate!"

"Jesus H Christ, Freddie!" He blasphemed. His face lost colour and he looked quite ashen. "You kept that quiet from me, didn't you? Why the hell didn't you say something before?"

"Could it be the same reason you kept things quiet from me?" I bandied back, doing my best to give him the pissed off look from hell.

I could see colour coming back to his cheeks as he reddened with the embarrassment of knowing that I knew something. "I'm not following you.... Why would your dad marrying Carol Spearing have anything to do with me?"

"It doesn't... Only that Tudor was there and we had quite a discussion that revealed things about you that I didn't know."

"I didn't know that Tudor had a twin but would guess that if he knew that you and his twin were sex mates he would say anything to ingratiate himself with you again. Don't you dare tell me that you enjoyed a threesome with both of them and now want to end things with me!"