A little something from Near Enough to Hold

A little something from Near Enough to Hold

Happy 2018! Last year I published a four-part serial love story called Near Enough to Hold, available exclusively for Kindle. Here’s a taste of it. Hope you like it! 

An excerpt from part four of Near Enough to Hold.

Something changed between us on Election Night. That night, we could have easily made love. We lay there in his bed, but we settled for holding one another.  “I’m almost scared to kiss you,” he’d admitted to me as we lay facing one another. His eyes were closed. I willed him to open them, to see me laying there topless and touch me. He’d tucked one hand under his pillow, the other lay still on my hip. His fingers pressed into my flesh, lightly at first.

“Look at me, Nick…”

He did as I asked. I knew he worried about what would happen to our friendship. In a way, I worried too. I didn’t want anything to disturb the balance…and yet, what I wanted most was to share my days and nights with him. I sometimes imagined what my life would have been like if I’d known him when I lived in New York, when my every waking hour focused on dance—on sewing elastic bands and thick ribbons to my pointe shoes, maintaining my flexibility and pushing myself to the limits to impress creative directors on the lookout for their next batch of principal dancers.

If I’d known him then…or if we’d met in London, would we have liked one another?

Would he want me in his life still?

Maybe all that mattered was the here and now. I didn’t need to know if he’d been a jerk in his past if he’d learned from his mistakes. Maybe he didn’t care that I’d been one of those dancers who didn’t care about anyone else as long as I got the roles I wanted. Maybe we’d both fucked up and learned from every single mistake we’d ever made.

But now, when he looked at me with those eyes that sometimes revealed so much of the sadness and the joy and the fear inside him…all I wanted was to crush my lips against his and lose myself in his touch.

 

 

 

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