Chapter 23
“Don’t go out on the deck, honey,” Kurt pleaded. “We don’t know who’s out there. Drake said it could come from anywhere.” Stan Drake was the head of the Miami office.
Pauly looked out the door then turned back to Kurt and shook his head. He paced for a moment then sat in the big brown recliner. Pauly put his head in his hands. “I can’t live hiding any longer,” he muttered, not looking up. “Cameron wouldn’t hide. I’m not going to, either.”
“Honey. You aren’t Cameron.” Kurt sat back to study his lover.
“No one is,” Pauly stated.
“Paul, I just found you. I don’t want to lose you so soon.” Kurt leaned forward to put himself into Pauly’s line of sight.
Pauly looked up. “I don’t want to lose you either, but I can’t live my life hiding. I’ve hid for the last twenty years because
