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Chapter 5 The Prodigal
The first few weeks of the new year flew by as the office readied itself for the move down to Hove. My fellow directors and I agreed to offer Juan a six month contract in the company. We had undergone a review a few months back and the regulators had requested that all our contracts be changed to reflect the new requirements. Juan was brought in to update and revamp our contracts. I put my fellow directors at ease by saying that I would not be the liaison person with Juan as I knew that relationships were frowned upon in the office.
At home in the apartment Juan and I grew closer and closer. He had met my mom at a Sunday lunch at Lisa's and was an instant hit with her. In fact my mom phoned me the next day to say that it was her wish that Juan would stay around forever. I told my mom that I hoped that he would too. Juan and I spent many weekends packing up and throwing out many items that I had collected over the years. He came across two large sealed boxes named `JK personal' and asked what needed to be done about it.
I hesitated as I knew that JK would one day return to the UK and would want these personal items. I had boxed the items up when he had told me that he had looked up with the guide in the adventure group. I said, `I would like to keep it for JK. The boxes consist of his personal items which I packed up when he told me that it was over. I am sure that he would want it back. Please place it with the other boxes and I will store it in the garage at our new home' Juan nodded and picked up both boxes and placed it in the spare bedroom where the other boxes were stored.
Our personal move took place the weekend before the office move and all went well. The house in Hove had undergone a refurbishment the past few months with new kitchen, bathrooms and painted through-out. As I was keeping the apartment in London, most of the furniture was staying in the apartment. Even so a medium sized furniture removal arrived first thing on the Saturday morning and it was 10pm that night before all the boxes were moved into the house. Juan had left in the car that morning to co-ordinate the arrival of the new furniture and I came through later with the removal van.
We were too tired to make a start on the boxes that night except to take out bedding and put it on our new antique leather bed. The shower cubicle was huge compared to the apartment's and with twin nozzles side by side we did not have to fight each other to get wet. Juan was very playful and warned me that even though we were tired, it was our first night and we needed to toast our new home. We had a quick shower together and we were both aroused. This was not uncommon as I only needed to be around him to be half aroused. Juan was the same way and he would walk around the apartment naked with an erection. Being naked around him was more difficult for me in the beginning. It must have been something in my make-up however a few weeks ago I stripped off and was now more comfortable.
We climbed out the shower and dried ourselves off. Still naked, we dived onto the bed and started kissing each other. Juan was a great kisser and pushed all the right buttons when he kissed me. Soon we were tangled up in each other and we came within a minute of each other. Juan lay on top of me and said, `I love you, I love you.'
I smiled and said, `I love you too. You are everything to me.' We lay for a while and then climbed out of bed to have a quick shower.
The next morning I woke up to find that Juan was not in bed. I heard noises downstairs and went to investigate. Juan was in the kitchen making omelettes which were my favourite. I came up behind him and gave him a hug. He turned around and kissed me and said that he had been up for over an hour as he was so excited about being in the house.
The day sped by with both of us working flat out to unpack the boxes. We ordered a take-away from the local Chinese and worked until late the Sunday night. The next day the office move took place and it was only late the afternoon that we were operational. We had arranged to have the London office line patched through to our new office in Hove for the next month and this is how JK found me.
The call came through a week after we moved. Jessica, our receptionist who knew JK called through to my extension late one afternoon and said that she had JK on the line. I thanked her and tentatively said, `Hello'
`Hi Nicky. How are you? I heard from Jessica that you guys have moved offices to Hove. That is great as you know my family come from there. I am en route back to the UK and will be arriving in the morning. I decided to come back early as I was missing everyone. The weather out here has not been good with Monsoon floods and disease and sickness from the lack of hygiene. I am so glad to be getting out of here. I have got this bug out of my system and looking forward to coming home'
I did not have a chance to get in a word as JK rambled on. The next two sentences took my breath away.
`Nicky, are you still in your apartment? I do not have anywhere to stay and can I come stay with you?
I was speechless and he rambled on, `I do not want to stay at my parents and I want to be with you. I have missed you so much.'
I could hear that he was close to tears and I said, `JK, I do not live in the apartment anymore. I have bought a house in Hove however I still have the apartment and you are welcome to use it temporarily...'
Before I had a chance to mention Juan, JK interrupted by saying, `That's great, can you pick me up at Gatwick at 07h45 tomorrow morning?'
I could not say no and told him I would. JK said he was running out of money and the line went dead.
I sat motionless for some time before I placed the telephone back in its cradle. I was not sure what I was feeling. It certainly was not elation, was it fear? Would I still have feelings, was it excitement that I would be seeing him or what was it? I thought of Juan in the office down the hall and that I had not told JK about him. Why had I not done so? The rest of the afternoon I could not concentrate and when Juan popped through at 5.30pm, I was ready to leave.
On the way home Juan commented that I was very quiet and I squeezed his leg and smiled. This satisfied him and I knew that I would have to tell him at home. There was no way that I was picking up JK if I had not told Juan, especially when JK would be staying at the apartment.
That night after supper Juan and I sat on the sofa together. I leaned over and kissed him and said, `I love you.'
`I love you too and please tell me what is going on. You have been acting weirdly all night'
`JK phoned this afternoon to say that he is on his way back in the UK. He wanted to stay at the apartment and asked if I could pick him up at Gatwick in the morning. I did not have a chance to answer as we were cut off.'
`How do you feel about picking him up? Did you agree that he stay at the apartment in London? How long is he going to stay? What about us?'
`Hold on Juan. You know that JK and I were together for many years. He left almost a year ago and then I met you. That was the best thing that happened to me ever. I have been so blessed being with you and want to be with you forever. I know that it is strange picking up my ex boyfriend however what he and I had together pales into insignificance when I think about you and me.'
Juan's eyes became moist and he was struggling to contain his emotions. He leant over and hugged me. We stayed hugging each other for some time before he pulled away and said, `When you said that he phoned, I had a vision of being out on the streets again. I know that whatever happens, the streets will never be my home again however that it is what I saw. I want to be with you forever too and I know that you mean what you say about us. I cannot help being vulnerable and trust that you will understand.'
`I understand fully and love you even more for being you.'
We continued to discuss the next day and we agreed that I would fetch JK and take him to the apartment. Juan would inform the office that I would be away in London.
It was after 10pm and we had a quick shower together and climbed into bed. Our lovemaking that night was the most intense yet tender that I had ever experienced. I had the most intense orgasm which felt like an out of body experience. Juan said afterwards that my penis felt larger than ever before. We fell asleep in each others arms.
The next morning was frenetic. I had overslept and I left the apartment at 7.15am. I arrived at the terminal at 7.50am and was concerned that JK had arrived before. I did not know his flight details and looked at the arrivals screen to find the only Vietnamese flight had landed twenty five minutes ago. I looked over to the arrivals area and saw JK walking over to me. I was visibly shocked, not because he was in front of me but because he looked emaciated. His skin colour was yellowish, his walk was slow and his athletic build had disappeared.
I walked over to him and hugged him. His shoulder blades were sticking out however he still smelt the way I remembered him.
`Nicky, you look fantastic. Single life suits you. I cannot believe it has been almost a year. Don't look at me, I contracted malaria last month and have lost three and a half stone. It was almost the death of me. I am over the worst however when I was sick all I wanted to do was come back to you.'
JK was always impulsive and upfront and I was not surprised that he blurted out everything . I smiled and said, `JK, it is good seeing you and that you are over the malaria. Malaria is one illness I do not want to contract.' Before I had the opportunity to tell him about Juan, he interrupted me and said,
`I cannot believe how great you look. What have you been doing with yourself? I did not exercise in all the time I was out there. Ji- ling, the tour guide and I ran in the first few months and stopped when it got so busy.'
`JK I need to tell you something. I have met a wonderful guy and we have set up house together. We love each other and have been together the past three months.'
JK stumbled and I took his arm and supported him. I led him over to a bench and we sat down.
`I knew that I had blown it when I went off to Vietnam. I knew that you would not wait for me. It was only to be a year. Why did you not wait for me?'
I looked at him incredulously, `What do you mean I did not wait for you. You emailed that you and Ji-Ling were in love with each other and that you did not want anything to do with me. I sent you tons of emails after this and received no reply'
`That's not true Nicky. You emailed me to say that you wanted to have some time alone and that I need to contact you when I was thinking of coming back. You said that you were hurting every time I sent an email to you. I sent you further emails for three months and I received no reply. That is when I stopped '
We continued to discuss the issues until we realised that all the email connections had to be initiated on Ji-Ling's laptop and that he must have manipulated the emails. JK then mentioned that Ji-Ling had tried to initiate a relationship on several occasions however he told Ji-Ling that he was not interested.
I was shocked to the core. We both realised that we had been manipulated and that Ji-Ling had been instrumental in destroying our relationship. I did not know what to say.
JK then turned to me and hugged me. I hugged him back and we remained this way for some time. JK whispered, `I am so sorry that I put you through this.'
`JK, you do not need to say sorry. I should say it as I have set up house with someone else. I do not know what I can do make things right.'
We stood up and went back to the car. JK was very upset and was very quiet all the way into London which was most unlike him. I parked the car in the underground parking and entered the lift. The apartment was as I had left it. JK said that he wanted to use the bathroom and I took the opportunity to phone Juan. I explained to him what had happened and he said that it would be best if I stayed with him for the day. I agreed and said I would see him that night. I rang off and realised what a great guy Juan was.
I went over to the kitchen to boil water for tea and waited for JK to come out the bathroom. The water boiled and JK was still not out. I walked over to the bathroom door and called out to him. I called out again and still no answer. I turned the door handle and as usual JK had not locked the door. Opening the door I saw that JK was lying face down on the floor. I ran over and bent down next to him. I did not want to move him until I knew what was wrong. I felt for a pulse around his wrist and although it was slow, there was a pulse.
I could not see any surface injury and went over to the bathroom cupboard and took out a cloth. I opened the cold water tap and wet the cloth and then dabbed it on JK's forehead. He moaned and he whispered, `I think I fainted.'
`You did and you gave me such a fright. Have you hurt yourself?' I enquired and I lifted him into a seated position.
`I do not think so. Please do not be cross with me. I was only supposed to travel in two weeks time as I was not yet over the malaria. My fainting was a result of the malaria. I should be fine in a weeks time'
I made a quick decision and said to JK, `You are coming home with me. You cannot stay in the apartment in your condition. Hove would be better for you too as you will be near your folks. I will not take no for an answer.'
`What about your boyfriend? He will not be happy having me there.'
`I know that Juan, that is my boyfriend, will understand. I will phone him in a minute to let him know what is happening.' I helped JK up and half carried him to the lounge and sat him down on the sofa. I went over to fetch his tea and handed it to him.
I excused myself and went to the bedroom to phone. I explained to Juan what had happened and before I could say that JK was coming back with me, Juan interrupted me and said,
`You cannot leave him on his own in that state. You need to stay there with him.'
`Juan, it would be better if he comes home with me and we can both look after him'
`That is a great idea. I will see you after work. Nicky, you have a kind heart.'
I collected JK's bags and in no time we were out of London on our way to Hove. JK slept on the way and I had time to think about the situation. I knew that I was not in love with JK anymore however I could not deny that I still had feelings for him. I had always been protective of him and seeing him on the floor brought back these feelings.
We arrived at my house just before 1pm and I placed JK's bags in one of the guest bedrooms. JK was tired and said that he was going to take a nap. I mentioned that I was popping into the office and would be back soon. Arriving at the office, I went straight to Juan's office and gave him a huge wet kiss on the lips.
`You are so amazing and understanding. That is why I love all of you,' I said as I continued to kiss him.
We chatted for a while about JK and I said that JK would need time to recuperate. I mentioned that he may stay for around two weeks. Juan was totally at ease with the arrangement.
I went back to my office and picked up a few files, spoke to my partners and went home. JK was still sleeping when Juan arrived home at 6pm. We started making supper when JK came through to the kitchen. Juan and JK hit it off immediately and were soon taking the mick.
They joked about the way I went about things and soon they were in stitches laughing as they shared anecdotes.. Especially funny to them was when I served playing tennis. They both said I looked like a contortionist and yet it was somehow effective. JK said, `Does he still sleep without a pillow and then drool over the sheet?'
Juan laughed, `Still the same. In fact I have stopped using a pillow and drool with him. It must be an age thing!'
I was laughing too and it was great seeing them get on so well together. We spent the rest of the evening finding out about JK's experiences on his trip. I realised that JK had grown as a person in the past year and that his outlook on life had changed dramatically for the better. He was not keen to return to his old career as a travel agent and was now looking towards a career around charity work.
The next few days JK's health continued to improve and he spent most of the daytime hours with his parents. He was filling out visibly and in two weeks he had picked up a stone (14 pounds) in weight. He walked everywhere and by the end of the second week he had placed his C.V. with all the agencies in town. A temporary position organising a charity ball came up and JK was the successful candidate. It was a four week assignment.
JK told us the good news and that he was moving back with his folks. Juan was the first to say he was welcome to stay on, however, JK knew that it was best he moved out. He had come to realise that Juan and I were totally in love with each other and that he needed to move on. I realised too that my feelings to JK were more of brotherly love and that we could be friends.
I helped take his bags across to his folks and came back to find Juan naked on the lounge sofa.
`I have not been able to do this for over two weeks. Take off your clothes and come here.' He commanded
I stripped off there and then and dove onto the sofa. We christened the sofa that night...