All Night Long
Chapter Eight: Page Three
Was he letting Seifer that close? Hope and elation
mingled. Tucking his index finger beneath Zell's chin, Seifer
brought Zell's gaze back to his. "The way I see things,
sweetheart, you have two choices. You can walk away and
chalk up this incredible night to one hell of a
provocative affair, or you can take a chance on me. On
us. Either way I'll accept your decision." His chest
tightened as he waited for Zell to answer.
"I don't want to give up my new job." A wealth of doubts
chased across his features. "My aspirations. My goals.
I've worked too hard to walk away from what I've
achieved."
Now that Seifer knew his deepest fears, he felt better
equipped to cater to Zell's insecurities. "Nobody ever said
you had to give up anything, Zell. I've never been
one of those macho guys who makes unreasonable demands.
And one of the things I love about you is your
determination and drive to succeed, and your
independence. Those are admirable traits, and I know
that given time, you'll use that same persistence to
make sure our relationship works, too."
"I'm willing to try, because I can't bring myself to
walk out that door and never look back."
"We'll take this relationship slow and easy. One day at
a time," Seifer reassured him. He ran a gentle finger down
the slope of Zell's nose, his heart overflowing with so
much passion and affection for this man that he
couldn't contain it. "I love you, Zell."
Zell's eyes grew wide, his expression tentative, fragile.
Disbelieving. "You love me?"
Seifer wondered if anyone had ever said those words to him
before. "Yeah, I love you." His voice was strong and
sure. "Is that going to be a problem?" Because he
planned to tell Zell often.
"No, not at all." His voice caught as Zell's eyes grew
misty once again, but this time his tears were born of
happiness. "How did I get so lucky with you?"
Seifer grinned down at him. "Don't ever doubt for one second
that I'm the lucky one."
Zell laughed, the sound incredibly sweet to Seifer's ears. "I
love you, too, Seifer Almasy."
He didn't have to ask if Zell meant the declaration,
because the emotion shone bright in his eyes for all the
world to see. And it was all Seifer needed to know — that
Zell was his, now and forever.
The End
Chapter Eight: Page Three
Was he letting Seifer that close? Hope and elation
mingled. Tucking his index finger beneath Zell's chin, Seifer
brought Zell's gaze back to his. "The way I see things,
sweetheart, you have two choices. You can walk away and
chalk up this incredible night to one hell of a
provocative affair, or you can take a chance on me. On
us. Either way I'll accept your decision." His chest
tightened as he waited for Zell to answer.
"I don't want to give up my new job." A wealth of doubts
chased across his features. "My aspirations. My goals.
I've worked too hard to walk away from what I've
achieved."
Now that Seifer knew his deepest fears, he felt better
equipped to cater to Zell's insecurities. "Nobody ever said
you had to give up anything, Zell. I've never been
one of those macho guys who makes unreasonable demands.
And one of the things I love about you is your
determination and drive to succeed, and your
independence. Those are admirable traits, and I know
that given time, you'll use that same persistence to
make sure our relationship works, too."
"I'm willing to try, because I can't bring myself to
walk out that door and never look back."
"We'll take this relationship slow and easy. One day at
a time," Seifer reassured him. He ran a gentle finger down
the slope of Zell's nose, his heart overflowing with so
much passion and affection for this man that he
couldn't contain it. "I love you, Zell."
Zell's eyes grew wide, his expression tentative, fragile.
Disbelieving. "You love me?"
Seifer wondered if anyone had ever said those words to him
before. "Yeah, I love you." His voice was strong and
sure. "Is that going to be a problem?" Because he
planned to tell Zell often.
"No, not at all." His voice caught as Zell's eyes grew
misty once again, but this time his tears were born of
happiness. "How did I get so lucky with you?"
Seifer grinned down at him. "Don't ever doubt for one second
that I'm the lucky one."
Zell laughed, the sound incredibly sweet to Seifer's ears. "I
love you, too, Seifer Almasy."
He didn't have to ask if Zell meant the declaration,
because the emotion shone bright in his eyes for all the
world to see. And it was all Seifer needed to know — that
Zell was his, now and forever.
The End