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Chapter 6.
James
I kiss Katie once more on the cheek and then without much else said she presses the velvet box into my hands, and reminds me not to forget it. I ride in the Silver Mercedes Benz that Katie called for me, the velvet box on my lap. The box radiates a smouldering scent of rich smoky, vanilla, and powdery iris.
I tip the driver when I get to my place and he helps me take my bags up, earning a little extra onto his tip. I toss my suitcases into the bedroom, and change into my pajamas. I take my pain pills, and my cancer pills, a little extra because I should have been back earlier for dialysis. I look to my dressing table, the very same from the old house in Palmwoods Springs. There's a bottle of Shalimar, my signature scent in the baccarat bottle, with the blue cap. I sit down, wrapping my luxurious silk robe around my frail body, and tap the stopper to my wrists and in the corners of my elbows, inhaling as the opening of bergamot and citrus catches the air.
I fall back on the large bed, with the black silk covered headboard, I pull the luxurious bedding over me and fall asleep in my own cloud of memories.
James
It had been awkward, and a week had gone by without hearing anything from Kendall. I sit down at a cafe downtown, I'm eating a small salad. Suddenly there's a flash of green, and blonde hair. The seat across from me is occupied, and for a moment there is silence.
"James" Kendall whispers
"we need to talk" I reply not bothering to look up from this month's edition of Vogue.
"James, what happened the other night?" Kendall asks quietly.
I shrug, turning a page. "we were drunk, I was looking for affection" I respond
"James, that was the best sex I've ever had" Kendall says, he's blushing, his pale cheeks tinted red, my confidence picks up at that, and I smile pridefully. Kendall reaches his hand towards mine and I allow him to take it. "I'm confused" Kendall says
"I mean, I've fucked Jo Taylor so many times,but..." he trails off.
"none of those times has it ever been."he pauses for words "sensual"
I give Kendall a half smile "that was sensual?" I stare at Kendall's beautiful full lips for moment.
The waiter returns with a cold Coca-Cola for Kendall with a straw. Kendall kindly thanks the man, and then begins to suck on the straw, his voluptuous pink lips soon moist.
"I mean Kendall, we were drunk" I picked up as soon as the man walked off.
"James, I'm a queer" Kendall blurts out, as quietly as possible, his blush deepening to a tomato red hue. I lift his hand to my lips and kiss it softly.
"I am too".