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"Observation, my dear Watson, observation." CHAPTER 8
Nicky was having the time of his life. It had been ages since he'd been out on a real date and he never went on one like this one. Seth wanted to romance him. He could see it in the way Seth held his hand and kept all of his attention centered on him.
He got nervous the moment Seth grabbed him around the waist and started waltzing him around the cobblestone square. He worried that someone might say something about two men dancing together in public, especially when Seth dipped him backward then swung him up into a deep passionate kiss.
Nicky felt his face flush when he looked around after the kiss but no one said a word except for the applause they received at the end of the dance. After that, Nicky felt a little more comfortable. They might be able to pull this charade off after all.
They found a stand that served Greek Gyros and bought lunch, finding a cement bench near the fountain to sit on and eat. Nicky grinned at Seth as he finished his food. He felt light, carefree. He couldn't remember enjoying himself more.
"I have something for you," Seth said as he rolled his wrapper into a ball and stood up to toss it in the garbage. He walked back over to stand in front of Nicky, his hand digging into his pocket.
Nicky's breath caught in his throat. He set his food down and reached for the small gold chain Seth held out to him. He held it in the palm of his hands as he gazed down at it. The necklace was delicate without being too feminine. It could be worn by either a man or a woman.
"Seth," Nicky said as he looked up at the man. "Why—"
Seth's face was flushed, his hands shoved into his pockets. "I wanted to get you something. That seemed appropriate." He kicked at the ground a little with his foot, looking sheepish. "Besides, it was either that or a ring and I don't think you're ready for that yet."
"Seth—"
Seth suddenly squatted down in front of Nicky, his hands reaching out to hold his. "Look, I've always known things before other people did. I know that sounds funny but it's the only way I can explain it to you. I know myself, Nicky. I don't take long to make decisions and when I do, I stick to them."
Seth took the necklace and unclasped it, holding it out between them. Nicky swallowed hard, the look of adoration in Seth's eyes making his heart pound wildly in his chest. No one had ever looked at him like that before, as if he was their entire world. He didn't know how that made him feel, excited, elated, or scared out of his mind.
"I told you that I know how I feel about you. I don't need years to make up my mind about you. I knew how I felt our first night together. My feelings for you aren't going to change, Nicky." Seth indicated the necklace in his hand. "I know I'm asking a lot of you but I'd like you to consider wearing this necklace as my promise to you. I'll always be here for you, no matter what. I just want to be with you."
"It hasn't even been a month, Seth."
Nicky's first instinct was to accept the necklace. He wanted more than anything to be with Seth but he didn't know if he could trust what he felt. Everything was just happening way too fast.
"I know, and I want to give you the time to get used to the idea. I'm just asking you to give me a chance, to give us a chance."
"Seth, you do know I was a dancer, right? And I don't mean a ballet dancer or anything." Nicky asked. "I danced on a stage and men put money into my g-string."
"Yeah, I know and I'm hoping someday that you'll dance for me. I'd like to see that. It's got to be hot."
Nicky frowned. He didn't understand Seth at all. "I let men feel me up for money, Seth. Don't you get that? I worked in a sleazy bar where touching was not only allowed, it was encouraged. Why do you think Morales wanted to hook me out? I was very popular."
"I understand that, Nicky. Elliot explained it all to me when he turned up at my door and told me what an idiot I was