" Do you think I could be a good proper posh business executive? ," Nigel asked as he brushed his teeth beside his husband who was peering in the mirror examining his face for wrinkles and possible liver spots. " Like a vice president ? "
Richard paused in his inspection to look at his husband in disbelief. " You're not really considering this job offer of your father's , are you? I mean I know you can do it but the question is should you? You have a restaurant you adore. We have four kids. You have me and I'm a full time job by myself. I admit it. And.... And your health. I don't want you taking on too much. But it's your choice and whatever you choose I support. "
Nigel spit the toothpaste in his mouth into the sink basin and reached for a towel to wipe his face. " I don't know. All you say is right. But part of me wants to know if I could actually do it. I used to like working as your secretary at the firm. Even there I often thought about being better. "
Richard looked at him in puzzlement. " Better than what? "
Nigel shrugged and reached for his medicine. " I don't know. Better than who I am. It'd be nice to have this posh position and be known as more than just your younger trophy husband. The golddigger. Be worthy of you. "
Richard made a face at him. " That's ridiculous. I'm not worthy of you. "
Nigel looked in the mirror at his own reflection. The patch. The scars. Who are you? , he wondered. Nigel Norland ? Or Nicholas Glover ? Or Nicholas Volkov Jr. ?
" Nigel , there's nothing wrong with being you. Actually you are pretty wonderful. "
Nigel sighed. Maybe.
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ODDS OF LOVE : SEASON ELEVEN
General FictionThe ongoing soap opera about the trials and tribulations of disabled math professor and genius Spencer Norland - Lane , his doctor husband DuBuis Lane and their family and friends in the Washington DC area.