A quiet day with Michael's colleagues, whom Trevor agreed to meet:
“He's so handsome and so... confident. And, damn, he has that dominant look that I love,” the woman spoke as if she were about to collapse right there, and her friend laughed as she nudged her.
Trevor, who was not far from them, remembers the night before, when he decided to try a couples trend with Michael.
“Should I be worried?”, Michael asked, moving his back away from the wall after Trevor had positioned him against it.
“Not yet,” Trevor replied, as if nothing had happened. “Don't ask questions and just do what I say.”
Michael, suspicious, nodded.
“Good. Put your hands together.”
Michael did so, placing his hands as if to pray.
“My prayers will make Gabriel sound the trumpets,” Michael muttered.
Trevor ignored him.
“Okay, close,” the Canadian continued, interlocking his fingers. Michael did so, raising an eyebrow. “And... open,” he finished, opening the fingers of his left hand.
“Trevor, I swear if you squeeze my fingers...”
“Of course not, don't be an idiot.”
Michael growled under his breath and opened the fingers of his right hand. Trevor then interlaced his fingers with Michael's, over the hand that remained closed, and lifted Michael's arms above his head. Michael's back ended up pressed against the wall, as did Trevor's free hand, which ended up cornering Michael.
Trevor gave Michael a defiant look and smiled mockingly, almost challenging him to do something. Looking down for a moment, Trevor noticed that Michael's legs were shaking so much that he ended up a little lower, causing Trevor to barely have to look down.
Michael smiled nervously, because of the closeness and how vulnerable he felt at that moment.
“Aren't you going to do anything?”, Trevor asked, wondering if the trembling in Michael's legs would allow him to knee him.
“Are you going to?”, Michael asked.
Trevor just smiled and kissed him, without letting go of his hands or allowing him to lower his arms. This only caused the tremors in Michael's legs to spread throughout his body.
In the present, Trevor looks at the girls talking about Michael and can barely contain a laugh.
If only they knew more than one thing...
