At first Luigi slept
deeply, satiated by the love-making. He'd drifted off to sleep
filled with contentment. He was with friends. He was loved. It
might not be Mr Right, but in some ways it was better. Keith and
Jason were fond of him as well as desiring him. It suggested a kind
of permanence: even if they fell out of lust, they would still be
his friends. And that filled his heart with warmth.
But then he started to
dream, a bad dream, about Cody. He dreamt that Cody was in trouble,
that he was in the clutch of someone evil, that he was in pain.
There was nothing concrete about the dream. When he awoke he could
remember only absurdities—Cody dressed in a clown's garments,
dancing on stage; Cody riding a bicycle nude; Cody looking for his
passport and finding it on the road. Bizarre nightmarish images,
which made him toss and turn. At last, he got up to wee, carefully
sliding out from under Keith's arms and legs which were wrapped
around him.
He went through to the
toilet and after urinating, drank from the tap. He turned to go back
to bed, when he heard his phone ring. Christ! He didn't want to
wake the others. Who the hell was it? It must be four o'clock in
the morning at least. He ran through to the bedroom and started
scrabbling through the pile of clothes looking for his shorts. By
the time he found his mobile, the other two were shifting uneasily
under the sheet.
He didn't recognise the
number on the phone's display. But since he was now wide awake, and
since it might be an emergency, he would take it.
He walked into the
lounge-room and stood naked at the window, the phone to his ear.
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