When We Were Us

Chapter 7

*~*Jon's POV*~*

David and I sat out on the balcony, sipping on a fine Rose wine and watching the sunset as the cruiser sailed toward the coastline and the New Year. "Is it strange to make a wish on New Year's?" I ask him.

He chuckles and offers me a white truffle. "Not at all. Have to admit, it's been one for the books." I savor the sweet and inhale David's cologne mixed with sea salt.

"I don't wanna go home." I rest my head on his shoulder and he gives me that sweet Lema smile. It's something I won't ever tire of.

"We won't just yet, then," he says and kisses me deeply. "We'll stay as far from Jersey for as long as you want." My eyes take in the rest of his appearance and my mind wanders to the lustful hours before.

We'd taken a long steamy shower together earlier and dressed for the party later that night. As he fixed his hair, I had come out to find that David had laid out my clothes for me. I smile at the blue shirt. He seemed to like me in blue.

I slipped on the soft black jeans and roll my eyes at how snug they seemed to be. I'm sure he's deliberately swapping my jeans for a smaller size just so he can perv on my ass. I chuckle as I pull the shirt on next. I was standing at the mirror, drying my hair, when he comes up behind me.

"Those jeans look mighty fine on you, Johnny," he growls. I lean back into his arms and smile at him, his gray shirt with those top three buttons undone and showing off his Joker tattoo makes my mouth positively water.

"Thank you...you don't look so bad yourself," I smile and turn to face him, tracing my cool fingers over his warm chest. He's still damp from the shower and I lick my lips. We didn't make it out to the balcony until an hour later.

The lights of the coastal town started to shine in the distance, little pinpricks of sparkles, as we edge closer and closer, eventually the music filtering over the noise of the cruiser slicing through the water.

David stood and took my glass, setting it with his on the nearby table. "Ready to party? Try and forget everything for a while?" He pulls me up and we sway side to side.

"You know...for someone who once said he hates romance, you do seem to truly enjoy it," I say. He kisses me and I melt.

"I never said I don't enjoy it, Johnny," he whispers. "I just swore that I'd never let anyone into that part again." He cups my jaw and gives me another kiss. His curls tickle my face and I smile.

"How hard do I have to knock to get in?" I ask.

"Oh darlin'," David chuckles, "you broke through that barrier already. You have nothing to worry about."

My heart swells a little hearing those words, just as it did when he said he loved me those few months ago. I duck my head a little, nod and smile sweetly up at him.

The boat pulls up to its slip and the engine cuts off. He takes my hand in his, knowing we are safe here in the isolated paradise and leads me onto the dock.

"I just wanna enjoy the night with you and leave fucking 2013 behind," I confess.

We stroll up the pathway to Eden Rock and were shown to a table for two toward the back, letting the music wash over us as we take our surroundings in. A long platter of local sushi and sashimi was brought to the table along with a bottle of wine, several delicate sauces available for us to savor.

"This," David says, taking the two wine glasses from the waiter and handing one to me, "...is to a new year with new adventures...together, whether they be good or bad. Best friends, brothers...and lovers."