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Posted: Tue May 23, 2017 8:06 pm
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2017 8:10 pm
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2017 3:30 pm
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Jordan shrugged, trying to ignore the twisting in his stomach. "You're asking me for honesty here, so I'll tell you the truth; I want it to mean something. Maybe I'm deluding myself." You'd know about deluding yourself. He wasn't looking for an argument, and that would be an attack. He kept it to himself, put the mostly-uneaten sandwich down, dragged one hand across his eyes before he met Melvin's gaze again.
The suggestion made his eyes widen slightly, and he studied Melvin seriously without saying anything, weighing what was being offered against the muddy turmoil of emotions in his own mind. He was tired of being lonely, tired of the ever-present low ache of missing people, tired of resisting the pull of the urge to be touched, to be held by somebody.
What did he have to lose? The answer to that question was easy: if Rep learned that he'd gone to someone else, he'd lose what was left of that relationship, strained and awkward as it was. That was the question that this revolved around: was it worth it, worth the lonely ache and the holes in his life, to hold onto a friendship he didn't trust himself not to ruin?
He'd denied himself closeness for over a year again. It was relatively easy to ignore other possibilities, easy to not pick up on a potential fling when it was up to him to start something; there were a couple of people he knew who he suspected wouldn't turn him down. But he hadn't offered, and maybe he'd been avoiding examining his motives for it. Having someone extend the suggestion had forced him to think about it directly.
Ferros said nothing, but the dragon felt faintly guilty; Jordan knew why, and wordlessly reassured his weapon that he wasn't suspecting him of trying to influence the decision. They shared a brush of gentle affection, and Ferros withdrew again, letting Jordan turn over his own thoughts.
He hadn't said anything for several seconds, rather too long. "I'm not ready to date again," he said, aware that this was a stalling tactic more than a real answer.
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2017 3:36 pm
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2017 3:40 pm
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2017 3:46 pm
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2017 3:58 pm
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2017 4:01 pm
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2017 4:12 pm
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2017 4:16 pm
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2017 7:09 pm
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2017 8:24 pm
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2017 8:33 pm
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2017 8:39 pm
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2017 6:22 am
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