Page 77 of A Dance For Two

"Are you ever going to tell me what Adrianna was talking about?" he asked.

Luc grinned. "Maybe, one day. But not tonight. Tonight, you're all mine."

Adam raised his eyebrows. "Only tonight?"

"No, not just tonight. Always."

Chapter Thirty-Two

Luc

Luc and his parents took their seats. Like the night he'd taken Adam to see Don Quixote, they were in front row seats in the dress circle. His parents had gotten dressed up for the occasion, his mum wearing a long green evening gown, with a faux fur bolero. His dad was wearing a tuxedo, with a green bow-tie to match his wife's dress. Luc didn't think he'd ever seen his parents looking so dolled up; his mum had even had her hair and make-up done. He knew they were insanely proud of Adam, just like he was.

It was the opening night of Adam's first production with Ballet Torsion, after months of rehearsals. As they waited for the curtain to rise and the lights to go down, Luc flicked through the programme. It was an interpretation of Orwell's1984. Luc had never read the novel, but he did have a vague idea of the story. Not that he'd be concentrating on anything but Adam.

Sure enough, when the curtain rose and the lights went out, Luc focused on the stage, staring only at Adam. His stepbrother was beautiful and powerful and the most talented dancer on the stage. At least, he was in Luc's eyes. He didn't claim to be an expert and he'd freely admit that he was hopelessly biased. He watched both halves of the ballet intently, absolutely captivated by the stunning grace that Adam exuded with every extension of a leg or arm. One day, Adam would be a principle soloist, of that Luc was sure.

Afterwards, Luc and his parents waited in the lobby of the theatre until Adam joined them, his face flushed from cleaning stage makeup off it.

"You were wonderful," their mum exclaimed, wrapping her arms around his shoulder so she could embrace him.

"You were fantastic," Ken agreed, before taking his turn to hug his son. "You really do belong on the stage."

"I take after you two," Adam said, grinning at them both. He moved to Luc, hugging and kissing him.

"Was it everything you hoped it would be?" Luc asked.

"And more," Adam replied. "Thank you for pushing me to follow my dreams."

"I just told you what you needed to hear. That's all."

As he held Adam and stared into his dark eyes, it felt like the rest of the world faded to black. It was as though they were completely alone, even though their parents were standing close by.

"I love you."

He covered Adam's mouth with his own, kissing him with unbridled passion that should have left him red with embarrassment. He felt Adam's left hand on his cheek and the other on his back. He wrapped his own arms around Adam, drawing him close so their chests were pressed together. He knew, beyond any doubt, that this was exactly how he wanted to spend eternity: in Adam's arms.

The End