Louis Reginald Sparks, twenty-seven-year-old vocalist of the band Run Up My Galaxy, charming and a minion of fate, like any normal person, loved surprises. In fact, I used to love it. His younger brother Tom is too. However, the surprises presented by their common beloved woman with the gentle nickname Kitsune sometimes made them pretty nervous.One such gift for Lou was the transition from a monogamous relationship with Kitty to a love triangle with his own brother. The unquenchable love for the green-eyed infection made me come to terms with the new realities. Then Kit suddenly disappeared, leaving the club for five minutes to get some fresh air. It turned into a two-week nightmare for all three. In general, gradually Louis somehow fell out of love with everything unexpected and sudden.Is it any wonder that when he heard in the phone: “Go on Skype, please, honey, I have a surprise,” Lou tensed a little. She and Tom let her go home not to surprise surprises in general, but to collec
Louis hissed and sucked in air through clenched teeth, one of her hands slid down his stomach, into the waistband of his jeans, the fingers of the other into the rings of hair at the back of his neck, throwing his head back. The bells on his wrist chimed. Lips pressed against her neck in a rough kiss. Then he felt the sting - the sensations teetered on the edge of pleasure and pain. But she stopped in time, not letting the pain kill the excitement vibrating in every cell, and Lou groaned.For half an evening they played a funny game - they diligently pretended to be unfamiliar. Lou stared enthusiastically at the stage, Kitty didn't seem to notice him. Their maneuvers with glances, with wordless dances around each other inevitably led them to some kind of dark corner behind the stage, fenced off by boxes from the passage. All together: the darkness, the game, the scent of her perfume, the gentle pressure of her fingers made Louis shiver. How he liked her so ... similar, finally, to her
The kid did not think to cry. He looked earnestly at Tom, kicked his tiny feet in booties, and smiled toothlessly."Kitty, look, he's smiling at me!" - the guy admired, carefully lifting the child above the crib. - Hello, man! Did you recognize me?! I brought you gifts. And your adorable mom too.The heart beat faster. Of course, Tom had already seen him in real life since a month ago. But since then the boy has grown up a lot and even seems to be glad to see him! Beloved smiled back. There was an intense pride in the cat's eyes.When will it be given to us? I didn't think it was all that difficult.“I didn’t think it myself,” Kitsune sighed. - Probably, he will go to school before I collect all the certificates ... Well, at least they were allowed to pick him up for the weekend. Will you feed yourself?- Yeah, come on. Just show me how,” Tom readily agreed.“Nothing complicated,” she replied, putting the bottle to her cheek and making sure that the mixture was not hot. - Take it like
“Fuck-I-I… Fucking bee!” Tom hissed through his teeth. Kit pulled the sting out, but the poison had long since gotten under her skin. It was hot, like someone put out a cigarette on the body.“Fucking Olga Eduardovna…” Kit put forward a counterversion, blowing on the bite and applying a cold wet towel to it. - Brought her ... Does it hurt a lot, honey? - and gently kissed her side by side a couple of times.“I wish I had another tattoo.”“But… mmm… no rheumatism. Bee venom is medicine. You will be the most flexible grandfather in your old age. And it will stand ... wow! A chuckle was already breaking through the sympathy. Tom glanced over his shoulder. Kit's eyes shone, and she bit her lip to keep from laughing.- Laugh already ... what is there, - the guy allowed graciously. What else is left if a bee nipped your ass? Kit laughed.Don't tell Lou! He will pin me down.Having fun with all her heart, she wiped her tears and hugged Tom, who was lying on his stomach, by the shoulders. She
The airport. A soulless metallic voice monotonously announcing flights. Louis stands leaning against the cool barrier. Reflections of people float in the huge stained-glass windows, as thin as ghosts. The guy has headphones in his ears, the new Architects album is in his headphones, so he can’t hear the dispatcher. This is superfluous, he already knows when her plane arrives.The closer this time is, the more restless he becomes - he fumbles with the wiring, winding it around a long tattooed finger, steps with one sneaker on the toe of another, bites his lip. It would have been possible to arrive later, but he could no longer sit at home. So he is closer to her, at least a few miles.He knows when she will appear in the stream of other passengers. He feels it with some special feeling, the very one with which he began to feel her immediately, as he fell in love. It was it that kept him from believing the worst in those days when the maniac held her captive.Here ... now ... now ... th
The airport. A soulless metallic voice monotonously announcing flights. Louis stands leaning against the cool barrier. Reflections of people float in the huge stained-glass windows, as thin as ghosts. The guy has headphones in his ears, the new Architects album is in his headphones, so he can’t hear the dispatcher. This is superfluous, he already knows when her plane arrives.The closer this time is, the more restless he becomes - he fumbles with the wiring, winding it around a long tattooed finger, steps with one sneaker on the toe of another, bites his lip. It would have been possible to arrive later, but he could no longer sit at home. So he is closer to her, at least a few miles.He knows when she will appear in the stream of other passengers. He feels it with some special feeling, the very one with which he began to feel her immediately, as he fell in love. It was it that kept him from believing the worst in those days when the maniac held her captive.Here ... now ... now ... th
“Lie,” Tom snaps. Keith is special!He puts so much into this "especial" that the girl, smiling, raises an eyebrow.What the hell is a renaissance?! Why the hell, after all this time, Shel, who dumped Louis herself, is suddenly interested in him again? Had a fight with your new boyfriend? For the most part, Tom doesn't care. And he does not intend to discuss Kitsune with her further.The simple idea that Shelley, wedged between her brother and Kit, could play into his hands, does not even occur to Tom.Luckily, the small stage gets animated and the conversation can be rounded off. The music is muted. A short girl, dressed in wide trousers, bright sneakers and a short poisonous yellow top, is about to dance. Blond hair is raised with a buff. Catchy makeup in the style of the 90s, large rings of earrings. This is so unlike Kitty that Tom doesn't immediately recognize her.“Tomcat…” she purrs into the microphone, looking for him in the audience, holding out her palm in an alluring, deman
"Alright, little one, I'm on my way. Happy birthday again.” Louis clapped his brother on the shoulder and sighed.- Where? Tom was surprised.I'll sleep at Jeff's. Kitty is yours today... so be it.- Did you ask her? Tom suddenly got angry. “Is she a thing to pass it like this to each other?”- Of course not! I mean, it's not a thing at all! Damn, I should have silently dumped everything ... I don’t understand why you soared? I would be glad.- That's all you are! He doesn't understand... Kitty, you must live in Manchester! he mimicked so soundly that Lou had to frown to suppress a smile. You never ask what we want.- What are we already arguing about? Kit wondered, hugging both of them by the neck.“We share you ...” Tom muttered reluctantly, averting his eyes."You fools, aren't you tired of it yet?" she jokingly got angry and pressed harder, so that they bumped their foreheads. You don't have to share me. I'm not a cake, I'm enough for everyone. Let's get out of here already, shall