“Rhys, this is Matthew Barnes. Matt, this is Rhys Sheppard, tonight’s star.” Rhys held his hand out for the smaller man, hiding the eagerness to...touch him behind a cool mask. He didn’t want to scare the man away after just having found him. Matt took Rhys’s hand, almost shyly, for he’d been watching Rhys since he walked in the door. Would it be too much to hope for that the man be gay like him? Judging by the lightning that had just raced up his arm, he just might get his wish. He felt his own. Perhaps it's truly the side effects of grief and not the grief itself that kill, but the root cause and end result are the same.Heartbreak was what had killed Jahn's father, no matter what medical mumbo jumbo and 'real' diagnosis the doctors gave. Both of his sons knew this; it stood to reason for them because their mother had passed away abruptly a month before. One day as healthy as any man of advanced age, the next crippled by the loss of his wife of forty years. Robert Halvers had followed. I made my way into the wood and found myself a nice bush to hide behind squatted down to pee, as I finished I looked up and noticed the guitarist standing there watching with a grin on his face. had a good look have you I blurted out puling my clothes back up as fast as I could. yeah… I had great view from here he replied. I stood there embarrassed for what seemed like forever with him grinning at me. The he walked closer to me until he was face to face with me, or rather my face to his chest. "I love you Nim. This was so special. Thank you,"I say, it all comes out as a half murmur but I think Nimrod understands, as he kisses my neck and the sensitive spot under my ear."I love you Nosis," he sighs and rubs his foot up my leg.While we are basking in the afterglow my mind wanders a bit, away from sex and back to my so called patients."Oh am I just stupid or what?" I say as an idea comes to my mind."Not stupid," he kisses my neck some more. "A little backwards perhaps." he teases me.