Wednesday, January 4, 2017

Wednesday Briefs: Moving Forward #66 (16.2)

Good morning and Happy Hump Day! This is also the first flash fiction of the new year.  Hope everyone had a great New Year's Eve!  If it's Wednesday, then it must be time for some flash fiction from the Wednesday Briefers. We're a group of authors who bring you our finest flash fiction weekly, 500 to 1000 words, inspired by one of our prompts.

Have you figured out what's going on with Marshall and Lee? The plot thickens in this week's episode of Moving Forward. Don't forget to check out the other Briefers and see what they're up to. Their links follow my tale. Enjoy!

Moving Forward #66 (16.2)

When they entered their bedroom, they found that Roy had laid out their best suits. Come to think of it, Roy was dressed in his, although he hadn’t noticed before, too caught up in trying to figure out what was going on.

Marshall and Lee looked at one another and then at Roy.  “Um, I’ll just wait for you out here,” he said and quickly disappeared.

“What in tarnation do you think’s going on?” Marshall asked.

“I have an idea,” Lee said, “but I don’t wanna say, just in case I’m wrong. I’m guessing the sooner we get dressed, the sooner we’ll find out.”

By the time they finished, Marshall openly admired Lee as he glanced at his reflection in the mirror. 

“You could make a guy fall in love with you all over again,” he blurted out, then blushed at his own admission. But it was true. Lee was it for him, and Marshall knew it.

Lee turned toward him, giving his tie a final tug. “I hope that guy is you,” he said, “’cause I’m here to tell you, I don’t want anyone else.” He pulled Marshall closer, his arm about Marshall’s waist.
“I don’t want you to have anyone else, just me. Forever.”

“That’s good enough for me.” Their lips met softly, as a shiver stole down Marshall’s spine. “Now let’s go see what’s up so we can quit guessing.”

Marshall laughed, then gave Lee a curious glance when he noticed him tuck the ring box inside his jacket.

“So I can show Roy,” he explained. That made sense.

They exited the bedroom and joined Roy, who seemed almost fidgety to Marshall.

“You miss us that much?” Marshall joked.

“Kinda used to having you around,” Roy teased. “You guys ready?”

“Ready as we’ll ever be,” Lee said.

“You look very nice,” Roy said as he led them outside, to his car.

“You do too,” Lee returned the compliment.  “Got a date?”

“Me? Nah,” Roy returned. “Got a few offers at Partners, but no one I wanted to take up with.”

“Don’t worry, Roy, you’ll meet the right guy someday.”

Marshall watched Roy’s face turn bright red. “That’s about as likely as pigs flying, and you know it. Why don’t you guys get in back and I’ll drive, for a change? You must be tired after driving all day, aren’t you, Lee?”

Lee ushered Marshall into the back seat before fixing Roy with a look. “I appreciate your looking out for me at my advanced age, but I’m not quite ready for the home yet.”

Marshall snorted in amusement. Far from it, in fact. Lee was in damn good shape for any age.

When they pulled up in front of Roy’s house, which wasn’t all that far away from their home, Marshall was surprised to see more cars than usual parked on the street, vehicles he didn’t recognize. In a town as small as Burnham, you got to know what people drove. These were obviously outsiders.

“Who’s here?” he asked.

“People,” Roy replied evasively. “C’mon, let’s get you two inside.”

Unexpected butterflies churned in Marshall’s stomach. Whatever it was they were here, and about to learn the truth. He swallowed, while Lee took his hand and squeezed it.

“You okay?” he asked softly, and Marshall nodded. “Ready to do this, whatever this is?” Marshall nodded again.

Roy held the door to his house open for them, and they walked inside.

to be continued

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