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I sat next to him. “He’s just using the bathroom.”
His brow furrowed. “Is he... is everything okay?”
I sighed. “Prelim results all negative, but . . .”
“But what?”
“I dunno, Core. He’s been weird. I don’t know if he just doesn’t handle this stuff too well, but he freaked out at home. Got all panicky and worried.”
His eyes narrowed. “In a good or bad way?”
“Well, good, I think.” I shrugged. “Freaked out at first, then treated me like I was made of glass. But in the meeting, he said he felt like the condom breaking was him coming inside me without my consent.” I gave him a sad smile. “He said the idea of that makes him feel ill.”
Cory gave my hand a squeeze, but then I noticed Amon’s eyes flinch and he pressed his lips together.
“Something to add?” I asked him.
Cory shot Amon a look, then focused back at me. “What?”
I slumped back in my chair. “Nothing. Sorry. I’m just...” I sighed. I didn’t know how the fuck I was. “Ignore me.”
“It’s different for us,” Amon said quietly, his deep voice low. Cory and I both looked at him. He shrugged and kept his gaze straight ahead. “For the top, I mean. It’s our responsibility to make sure we care for you. You say he treated you like you were made of glass? So he fucking should. He should be worried for you, and he should do everything he can to make sure you’re okay. Because that’s what a good top does. And the consent thing? Makes him a good guy, yes? What you do for us is a gift of trust, and if he wasn’t worried, if he didn’t treat you like you were made of glass, then you’d have a problem.”
I stared at him, blown away by every single word he said.
Cory smiled and leaned into him, his small hand engulfed by Amon’s large one, and Amon kissed the side of his head.
I patted Cory’s arm. “You can keep him,” I said.
Then Keats appeared in the hall. “Sorry to make you wait.”
I stood up. “Feeling better about what she said?”
He nodded and even managed a proper smile. “Yeah. I’m sorry I freaked out before.”
I walked over to him and offered him my hand, but he collected me in a hug instead, breathing in deep. “Are you okay?” he murmured. “What do you need?”
Amon’s words were fresh in my mind.
I looked up at Keats and smiled. “Nothing.”
He rubbed my back but looked toward Cory and Amon before his eyes met mine. “What did you want to do? Are you hungry? Wanna grab something, or do you want to just go home? Maybe hit up a bar and get shitfaced?”
I laughed. “I don’t mind.” I looked back at Cory. “What are you guys doing?”
Cory stood up, pulling Amon to his feet, and he melted into his side. He fit exactly under Amon’s chin. “We’re going back to my place to finish what we barely started before you called.”
I laughed. “We should get some takeout and go back to your place,” I said to Keats. “And maybe talking about what happened tonight is a good idea.”
He nodded. “Yeah.”
We went out into the street, busy now with Friday night crowds. Cory gave me a hug. “I’ll call you tomorrow.”
“Thank you for coming down.”
He smiled. “You’d do the same for me.”
“I would.”
