He Loves Me by Littlewing1957
“Do you think your wife loves you?” It was Ennis. He didn’t know what came over him, asking Jack a question like that. But he was lying in bed with him, crazy in love with the man, and somehow needed to know if what Jack had at home was real. Ennis thought he knew the answer to his question, but he wanted to hear it from Jack. Jack looked thoughtful for a moment.
“Yeah, friend,” Jack began, “I think she loves me in her own way.” “What about you and Alma? She loves you?” Jack looked sidelong at Ennis, not really wanting to hear the answer. But asking him a similar question somehow seemed polite. Ennis lowered his handsome head for a moment, and then looked his lover straight in his blue eyes.
“I think she did once.” Was Ennis’ reply. The sentence hung in the air like a thick, ominous cloud. Ennis became reflective and rather sad then. The silence between the 2 lovers was awkward, uncomfortable. "If you would only come away with me, you could feel loved 365 days of the year!” Jack thought. He would never come right out and say this to Ennis. Not now. No need to ruin things. Jack tried to lighten Ennis’ mood.
“Can I hold you?” Jack whispered as he flung his arms wide, invited his lover in. Ennis raised his head high and fell into Jack’s embrace. He touched Jack’s mouth gently with his own, and Jack deepened the kiss. They fell to the pillows in a silent and sweet embrace.