T. A. Chase

Firebird- Part Thirty-One

First, let me say thank-you for all the thoughts and prayers y’all sent my way. Things turned out fine for my friend..just needs to stay in the hospital for a few days. 🙂 But to catch up, I’ll be posting Firebird today and tomorrow.


Firebird copyright (c) 2006 TA Chase

Part Thirty-One:

The body beside Rue stiffened and he sat back a little to look up into Vlatko’s dark eyes. The other man stared down at him in confusion.

“You’re going to offer to sell the President’s Heart back to them at a substantial profit, huh?”

He could tell Vlatko didn’t know why he’d go back to the stone’s owners unless it was to make more money than he’d ever see in his life. He shook his head. “No. I don’t really need any more money. Hell, I’ve got more than enough to buy a small planet.”

“So if you aren’t selling it back to them, what are you doing? You know the I.U.M. will be waiting for you to leave this planet. They’ll try to take you and the stone.”

The concern in Vlatko’s voice warmed him. “I’m not worried about the I.U.M. If I can borrow your communicator, I’ll work out a diversion with Sysu and they’ll think I’ve already gotten off the planet.”

“If you don’t want the money, why are you doing this? Why risk everything by going there?”
Rue looked down, playing with the water as he mumbled, “I’m doing it for you.”

“For me?” Vlatko’s blunt finger slid under his chin and lifted it so their gazes could meet. “You’re risk getting caught by the I.U.M.? They’d throw you in prison or worse. You’d put your life in danger for a killer like me? Why? I’m not that good a fuck.”

Rue frowned. “It’s not about the sex. Though that’s been awesome. It has to do with the fact that when you look at me, you don’t see another pretty boy whose body you can use for a few credits. Or as an annoying thief you’d love to get rid of.” He cradled Vlatko’s face in his hands and smiled. “You see me with all my faults and lies. You’ve taken a look behind the walls and still like me. I don’t want to let you go.”

Vlatko kissed him. Their lips met in the sweetest kiss Rue had ever known. It was flavored with caring and tenderness along with some strange emotion he’d never felt before. The big man grasped his waist and pulled him until he straddled Vlatko’s thighs.

Vlatko rested his forehead against Rue’s. The thief saw happiness fill those dark eyes.

“I love you,” Vlatko whispered.

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