He stayed exactly where he was. The hand on his neck felt like it was protecting him. Encompassing him. Holding him, but not restraining him.
“You’re very good. I want you to know that. I am very happy with you.”
He felt like he might float away, if it weren’t for the strength of the hand on his neck. He pressed his forehead a little closer to the carpet and said nothing.
“Ctirad. Okay, come on, my darling. Sit up and let me cuddle you a little bit. I’m sorry. I’ve been pushing you too far. Come here, Ctirad.” Warm arms enveloped him as he sat up like he was on strings. A forehead pressed to the top of his head. “I’m sorry.”
“You said. You said you liked me.” That hadn’t been what he said, Ctirad corrected himself. He’d said he valued him. He’d said he valued him more than Ermenrich did. “You called me… no. You likened me to the Hope Diamond.” Continue reading