A very short chapter in which Christian gets his prince but at a price. I will explore the difficulties they face further in this story and expect heartache and loss as well as great joy and deep love as this story develops. I promise there will be some humour too, eventually,(!) but they've got a bit of a road to travel yet.
Chapter three
As Syed left his family the heavens opened and it rained so hard that within minutes there were great rivers of water running down the sides of the road. Syed could barely see where he was going. He arrived at Christian's just minutes after leaving his parents, but he was all ready soaked to the skin. When Christian opened the door his first feeling was relief but that was quickly replaced by concern. He could see Syed was distressed.
"I've told them Christian; they never want to see me again"
He looked so desolate standing there in the middle of the room that Christian didn't know what to say and so getting towels he did all the practical things, took Syed's wet clothes, ran him a hot bath, almost as if he were caring for a small child and Syed let him. Later when he'd got dry they lay on the bed together and just held each other. Christian knew this was a defining moment in his life. He had fought for this man but had never really allowed himself to believe that this day would come. Syed had battled his feelings so much and Christian was fully aware of what it had taken him to come to this point, how much Syed had given up to be with him. It created a deep feeling of protectiveness toward him.
It was completely new for Christian to feel the vulnerability of deep love. No one else had come even close to making him feel the way Syed did. He lay awake long after Syed had fallen into a deep, exhausted sleep, listening to his breathing and just drinking in the sight of him.