Searching those pale eyes,Derek tried to explain,“I…I don’t have my talisman with me.”Kellen let out a bark of a laugh.“No,honest,listen.I gave it to Tad on our last anniversary.He gave me a ring,that’s the custom among humans,and I gave him my talisman as a…I don’t know,a promise I’d be with him forever.”
Kellen laughed again,and there was a mean edge to the sound.“Some promise,”he teased.Then,holding up the hand he held onto,he looked at Derek’s empty fingers and asked,“Where’s the ring?”
“At home.”Each word hurt to speak—it was one thing to think of these things alone,in the dark quiet of night,when he lay among his memories and ached for his lover’s touch.It seemed so surreal to be standing here in a bar with Kellen,sharing these feelings with little or no regard for how they affected him.