Milton's Ultimate Hero
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As he started across the dance floor, the music changed to Lady Gaga’s Born This Way. Was the universe trying to tell him something?
Finally reaching JJ, Steve tapped him on the shoulder. When he had his friend’s attention, Steve made a “move aside” gesture.
JJ’s look of surprise quickly changed to a smile as he stepped aside.
Steve faced Milton, pointed to himself, then at Milton, who widened his eyes in surprise. Steve nodded and Milton smiled his agreement.
D.J. Mojo faded out Lady Gaga and announced, “And now for something for you romantics.”
A slow song began to play, the lights stopped flashing and became stationary, spotlighting the dance floor. Several couples and groups left the floor.
Steve wondered if Maggie had had a word with the DJ, asking him to play a slow number. He glanced quickly over to the bathrooms, but Maggie was still there. She gave him a thumbs up again. His gaze returned to Milton, who was biting his lip.
Steve swallowed. He could do this. He could do anything for Milton. Smiling, he eased Milton toward him and began to slow dance.
This funny, kind, intelligent guy pressed against him as they swayed to the music felt so right. Milton completed him.
The song ended all too soon. They stopped dancing, but didn’t separate. Steve looked down into the trusting brown eyes of his boyfriend. The crowd, the music, and the lights faded into the background as Steve continued to stare into Milton’s soul.
“I love you,” Steve said.
Milton’s face registered shock, disbelief, and ultimately seemed to settle on confusion.
“Milton?” Steve asked, wondering if he’d made a mistake.
“What?”
“I said.” Steve put his mouth close to Milton’s right ear. “I love you, Milton Katz.”
“Oh. Thanks.”
“That okay?” Steve began to worry, had he gone too far? Had he misread the signs, didn’t Milton feel the same way?
Milton’s face lit up with a shit-eating grin. “It’s very okay. Thank you.” Milton hesitated. “I love you, too, Steven Morrison.”
Steve’s heart started beating again. “Good.” He grinned. “Now that’s settled, let’s dance.”
The upbeat music washed over Steve, mirroring the happiness in his heart. He felt more alive and energized than he could ever remember. He was free and no longer wanted to hide who he was.
“I’m king of the world.” Steve yelled, pulling Milton into a bear hug and spinning him around.
THE END
ABOUT DREW HUNT
Having read all the decent free fiction on the net Drew could find, he set out to try his hand at writing something himself. Fed up reading about characters who were super-wealthy, impossibly handsome, and incredibly well-endowed, Drew determined to make his characters real and believable.
Drew lives a quiet life in the north of England with his cat. Someday he hopes to meet the kind of man he writes about. If you’re that man, or even if you’re not, Drew would like to hear from you—drew@drew-hunt.co.uk. Visit him online at drew-hunt.co.uk.
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