" You will fuck me," Dave said smoothly. " Really? "
Joe closed his eyes. He couldn't do this. He couldn't do this to Winston. He had promised him.....
( " Forsaking all others". )
But if he didn't Winston might get hurt. Or worse. He couldn't allow his husband, his damn best friend, to be hurt. He saw the man's face vividly in his head. His eyes, his mouth, his everything.
Oh , Winston, I love you, he thought to himself , please forgive me one day.
" Yes. I will fuck you. I'll have sex with you. Right now. If you don't hurt him. If you don't.... Please don't......He doesn't deserve to be hurt....."
Dave smiled and winked at him. " You're lucky I have condoms. I know you prefer topping but I always wanted you on the bottom. " He laughed. " I'm going to enjoy this. "
Joe kept his eyes closed even as he felt the man fumbling with his pajama pants and briefs. He kept thinking of his husband , saying silently," Please forgive me, Winston. I love you so much. "
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Detective Vince Fisherman of Missing Persons looked at former assistant state attorney Winston Arnett with barely restrained disgust as they along with Richard Norland , Faith Lane and Joy Jones stood in the hospital room of Joe Jacobs.
Vince said swiftly," So your.... your husband just disappeared with some strange man. Or so the nurse said she saw. Only she thought it was you. The camera footage is grainy as hell and makes out a man about your size and coloring pushing his ass in the wheelchair out of the room and the hospital. "
As Joy held Winston's hand supportively and Richard placed his hand on the man's shaking shoulder Faith stepped close to the detective. " Yeah. We all know that, Fisherman. We know that. What are you going to do to find the man ? Who is a senator's only child by the way. "
Vince looked at her with equal disdain and disapproval. " Why does this concern you? Former Detective Lane. "
Faith thinned her lips. " He's my..... friend. "
Winston's head jerked up at the word" my friend ".
Joy replied," He's needing your help, detective. How are you going to locate his husband? "
Richard eyed the detective coldly. " Yes. What do you plan to do besides tell us the obvious."
Vince sighed. " Look. I'll make the report. Okay? But he has not been missing that long really. And he is a grown man. He's not going to get an amber alert. Okay? Besides what if he got cold feet after your little quickie wedding in the hospital ? Left with another man? This might not be a disappearance as much as a simple plain old runaway boyfriend. "
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ODDS OF LOVE SEASON TWELVE
General FictionThe ongoing soap opera about disabled math genius Spencer Norland - Lane , his doctor husband DuBuis Lane and their family and friends in the Washington DC Metro area.