SHe'd almost looked forward to the nonsexual intimacy stage, when he'd thought he'd be able to do it with Asher.
He does his best to hide how miserable he is.
SHe'd almost looked forward to the nonsexual intimacy stage, when he'd thought he'd be able to do it with Asher.
He does his best to hide how miserable he is.
"Yeah. There's still logistics things I need to work out, but if all else fails we stay with Ron.
I love you."
He wraps his arms around Lev, feels the weight of him on his chest. "You're the best choice I've ever made."
"I'll-- figure out if Christine was right and then I'll figure out something to do about it if she is."
A kiss, and another. "Yeah. We should." Another, and then he rolls them over and gets up to get paper towels.
"I love you." A kiss on Lev's cheek. "But. We do need to sleep and I probably shouldn't be covered in bite marks tomorrow."
And Marlo kisses him, soft and shallow, one last time outside the door before he slips inside and into bed.
Marlo wasn't hiding being in love with him before; he doesn't particularly try to conceal the bruises on his neck and shoulder. It isn't like Christine won't notice either way.
He pulls her where Serena can't hear. (Christine is omniscient.)
"I'm really sorry about this, but having sex with you made me realize that I am actually pretty gay. I still like you as a person, but--"