“That was exhilarating,” Greg said. “I felt so free, as if the world was mine for the taking.”
“In a different time and place, it might have been,” Nick replied.
“One where we wouldn’t be ostracized, or killed, for being what we are?”
“Yes. It will never happen, I’m afraid. That’s why…” Nick shook his head.
“Why you and others like you work with Kasper and Darwin.”
“Yes. I wish it was otherwise.”
Greg kissed Nick’s cheek with a whispered, “We can dream, can’t we?”
“We can.” Nick turned his head to look at his lover. With a lustful smile, he said, “We’re getting morose when we could be doing something much more interesting.”
“Mr. Fontana, are you coming on to me?”
“If you have to ask, you don’t know me as well as I thought you did,” Nick replied, as he began undressing Greg. His lover returned the favor and soon they were both naked.
“Moonlight becomes you, to quote a corny line from some song,” Greg said, his gaze raking over Nick.