Chapter 3

He watched his fiancé tapping away on his phone for a long moment, unsure what to do next. This wasn’t exactly the first meeting he’d had in his mind, but Elliot had been at work all day

Sasha decided to make his toast anyway, just for himself. Here’s to us, he thought, tipping his glass up for a drink. 2: A Chance Meeting

The first two weeks with Elliot were wonderful. He was home almost every night, where they had dinner together and then watched television while snuggling on the reclining couch.

Elliot was older than Sasha, quite a bit older. Sasha didn’t mind, Elliot was handsome, and charming. He may not have been as energetic as a younger lover might have, but it was fine. Sasha wanted the companionship more than anything else.

And, here in New York, in America, it wasn’t illegal to be gay, unlike back home in Moscow