A Geric Love Story

Chapter 3

*Later that evening*

"I have a surprise for you." Gerald suddenly announced.

Him and Eric were back in Gerald's changing room after his magnificent performance. They had been cleaning up in silence until Gerald had broken it just now. Eric turned his head in a questioning manner as he waited for his boyfriend to continue.

"I booked us a hotel, not too far away. I thought that we could use a holiday before, you know, the baby arrives."

Eric smiled in response. "That sounds perfect."

They left that night, buzzing with anticipation for what their holiday will hold. When they arrived at the hotel, Gerald walked up to the front desk to check them in. Once he returned back to Eric, Gerald handed him a key to their room. They went up the stairs, chatting happily about the activities they have planned.

"Alright, so first we'll drop off our bags in the room and then..."

Eric tuned Gerald out. Don't get him wrong, he loved Gerald but his boyfriend was always planning ahead, ready to rush from one thing to another. Eric was just glad they could spend some time alone together before the baby. They entered the room, Gerald still rambling about a play they should see when he suddenly stopped short. Eric couldn't tell why - the room was brilliant! Velvet curtains, plush carpet and what looked like a very soft mattress awaited them, so why was Gerald frowning? Eric was just about to ask when Gerald began to explain.

"I booked two beds..."

Eric looked at his boyfriend in confusion. "Umm not to sound rude but why? I mean, you do realise we are dating, right?"

"Of course, of course. It's just, well, we started off so suddenly I thought we might want to slow down a bit. So I booked two beds but here we are with one. One bed."

It's sweet he wants to slow down but we're a bit past that aren't we? He's pregnant for goodness sake.

"Well, my dear Gerald, if you wish to be separated I have no problem with sleeping on the floor tonight."

"No, no. It's just me being silly. Let us share this one bed, darling."

Eric smiled. Nice, maybe we'll get to touch hands again.

They stood grinning at each other for a little while, enjoying the moment. Well, they were until Gerald once again started on about that play they really must see. Eric nodded along, agreeing to watch that stupid play if it will make Gerald happy. He opened the door, ready to leave when something blocked them. Snow. A cold, white, wall of snow in front of their hotel door. How peculiar. Eric tried using his muscles to push the snow out of the way but, alas, it did not budge.

"I guess we're stuck here then. Why do you think there's snow in the hallway?"

"I'm not sure, darling. Let me ring up reception and see what's wrong"

Eric only heard one end of the phone call but it was clear Gerald was angry.

"No not 'snow'! I said 'no' you little bugger! Believe me when I say I will come for your kidneys! Just you wait, my father will hear about this!"

Gerald slammed the phone down and gave a rushed explanation to what happened. Apparently, when reception asked if they could provide any room service, Gerald replied 'no'. Unfortunately, reception thought Gerald said 'snow'. So, they decided to deliver it in a form of a metre thick wall. Honest mistake, I guess.

Eric couldn't stop himself from laughing. Gerald was not amused.

"It is not funny! We are now stuck in here thanks to that idiot."

"Oh come on it's not that bad and you have to admit, it is pretty funny." Eric said through fits of giggles.

"Oh really? How funny is it that you won't be able to call for any drinks to be brought up?"

Now that shut Eric up. Gerald sighed and climbed into bed.

"I'm sorry for bringing up alcohol, darling. It's just that I was really looking forward to all those activities we had planned."

Eric just smiled and climbed into bed, cuddling up to his boyfriend.

"It's okay, dear. Why don't we just get an early night and see if the snow is gone by the morning?"