There is food in the refrigerator, clothes in my closet, and toys for Theo. When Viktor comeshome for the day, he lies on the floor with Theo and plays games. Then, when Theo goes to bed,Viktor finds me. Usually in my room. Sometimes in the kitchen. Never in Viktor’s room or his office. Istill don’t go in those rooms. Mixing that part of his life with what we have feels dangerous, and Idon’t want to break the illusion.
Because that’s what it is, isn’t it? An illusion.I like to think otherwise, especially when Viktor is biting my neck and swirling his tongue over allthe sensitive places of my body. When he’s breathing between my legs and pushing into me, I like tothink this could be forever. I like to think that I won’t ever have to stand in line at the s
