From Chapter 2: "I kissed Phillip because I like him. I am a dry sponge of a soul ready to give myself to all who show me affection and acceptance. I never meant to hurt you, Jonah. I never will again." For those interested in my 'momentary lapse' vs 'betrayal'...here is the backstory to fill in all the details of where we all went wrong.
Part 1
We met at the first meeting of the singing group that I attended. Jonah instigated our initial conversation, as a kind of test regarding the direction my desires might take. As hot as Phillip was, I reassured Jonah that he had nothing to worry about. I may have been wrong.
"Tell me something, Ben." Sure Phillip, what?
"If you had not met Jonah before me..." I raise my hand to cut off the trajectory of his thoughts. No, Phillip. This can only lead nowhere for all of us. Jonah and I are boyfriends; and you are our friend - close friend, really.
"How close am I allowed to be, Ben?" Phillip. Please stop. Now. As he moves away and disappears down the corridor, I watch his every step. How hot is Phillip? He is a scorcher...and I do not want to get burned!
Phillip and Jonah Talk -
Come on in, Phil. Grab a beer and have a seat.
"Thanks, Jo. You know why I'm here, right?" Jonah looks his friend in the eyes and gives a slight devilish grin. I do. You want Ben. You're pissed that I saw him first.
"Not pissed, Jo. I see the way the two of you have connected over the past few months. I respect you too much to have just made a pass at Ben ...but I..."
Spit it out.
"I want him for myself, Jo. Can't stop looking at him. Can't stop thinking about him. If we weren't friends..."
But we are. I know you too well, Phil. You would never go behind my back with Ben, and I love you for that. I can't give him up. He perks up around you, I've seen it. There's a glint of desire in his eyes when you talk with him. I can feel that. I can also feel that you're here to make me an offer, right?
"He's not up for bid, Jo. Ben is yours. As of now. Yeah. I want your permission to go after him." Jonah stiffens. Like hell, Phillip.
"Hear me out. You've noticed how he acts around me. I swear, Jo, if he saw me first...you would be in my shoes asking this of me!" Jonah lowers his head. He knows the truth when he hears it. His heart would never rest until he had at least a chance to make it with Ben. Okay, Phillip, what do you want?
"Say nothing to Ben about this. Ever. I will do my best to take him away from you..." Jonah rises to his feet. Phillip bolts up next to him. He and Jonah are about the same height. There is the scent of masculine machismo in the air.
"Let me finish..." You're done, Phillip! Jonah reaches to grab his shoulder, but Phillip twists quickly away. He blurts out the rest of his plan.
"It's better to know if he is willing to go! You need to know just how far he will go in 'friendship' with me...or with someone else! You know I'm right, Jonah. That was on your mind that first night, when you had me approach Ben without telling me you had the hots for him. Admit it!" Jonah unclenches his fist, slackens his jaw, and sinks back into his chair.
You'll break my heart if you win, Phil.
"Better now than latter, Jo. If I'm wrong, this will stay between us. I will never again act on my feelings for Ben. Give me two weeks. I'll hold nothing back from you. Whatever the truth is, we'll both know it." Jonah wants to believe that Ben and he are becoming unbreakable. He is not a jealous man. He is, however, troubled by the truth of Phillips words. There is an ache in his heart, but Jonah has to know. He considers Ben in all of this, but he trusts the secretive nature of their pact.
I swear to God, Phillip, if this ends up hurting Ben in any way...
"Not a chance. He will either stay with you and be happy...or be with me and be happy. And he will never know about any of this." Jonah studies his friends face. He takes in a deep breath, and exhales slowly. Do it.
Part 2
Jonah and I have been spending a lot of time this past week with Phillip. I love Phillip. He is kind, open, and warm. Now that he knows my interest in him is purely platonic, he, Jonah and I have become even closer. We go everywhere together. Phillip has made a dinner reservation for the three of us this Friday night at the new Italian place in town.
"Get in, you two. You ready for your best meal of the week?" I am...what about you, Jonah? I have seen this look on his face before. It is a mixture of subdued joy and melancholy. You okay, babe?
"Sure. Let's go eat." His smile seems a bit forced. We have been able to 'read' each other for some time now. I wonder what if anything is troubling him.
Two courses in, with the first bottle of wine history, and the three of us are having so much fun. The restaurant has just the right mix of public decor and cozy privacy. We are seated in an alcove with only two other tables. So intimate.
"Okay, guys. Surprise! I have the keys to my cousins cabin upstate. The three of us will have a blast for the weekend." Phillip is all smiles; and before he looks my way, he locks eyes with Jonah. Jonah nods and turns to me.
"You go, Ben. This is my weekend to see my sister. She'll miss you, and so will I..." He lingers his gaze at me. "But I've been to the cabin. You'll have a blast!" Are you sure, Jonah? He nods silently.
Okay, Phillip. When do we leave?
Part 3
The ride up is so scenic and lovely. We got in very late from last nights activities. I actually only got a few hours of sleep. Phillip picked me up early so we could get a jump on the traffic. I gave Jonah an extra squeeze and a kiss on the head when I got out of bed this morning. I think he felt it. He sort of curled up and sighed. Phillip seems wide awake.
"You still sleepy, Benny?" Kind of, is my reply.
"Put the seat-back down and snooze a while. We have a long ride ahead of us. I'll wake you if I need any help driving." Okay, Phillip...I will.
As soon as I get reclined and comfy, I feel a lightweight blanket get tossed over me. The most sensuous and soft music floats to my ears. I feel so very relaxed and safe.
"That's it, Benny...close your eyes and drift. Leave the rest to me." I've already entered the state of mind where thoughts give way to sleep, and speech is not possible. His words remain for a second, and then dissipate as the music wins out...'the rest?'
"Wakie, Ben Ben." I feel a hand squeezing and pushing my thigh. Huh? Oh! Are we there?