Gravity

by Tal Bauer

“I have watched you play for two years. C'est bon de te rencontrer enfin.”

I could faint. I could also puke, right onto the ice, right between his skates. “Hi,” I squeak. “I wear your number.” “Enchanté.” Bryce's grin grows. “I wear your number, too.”

“Tu n'abandonnes jamais.

He looks too much like he does in my dreams when my imagination of him whispers, “Je te desire. Mon coeur bat la chamade pour toi.”

“Tout ira bien, mon capitane.” “Oui. Oui, tout ira bien. Je marquerai pour toi, monsieur.”

“Moi aussi, je veux être avec toi pour toujours.”

“Tu me fais tourner la tête,” I tell him.

“Je brûle de désir pour toi,”

Tu es la lumière de ma vie. Tu es l’homme de mes rêves, de ma vie. Tu es tout pour moi.

“Je t'aime aussi, mon amour.” My voice is more breath than sound, a whisper strained through silence. But these words have shape and weight, and they move from my lips to Hunter's ears. “Je t'aime de tout.”

“Tu es le seul pour moi, mon amour.”

“Nous voulons prendre soin de lui comme il se soucie de toi, chéri,” Leo said.

“Je veux passer ma vie avec toi.” His lips are parted, shock painted on his face. “Hunter…”

I kiss his fingers and smile. “Veux-tu m'épouser?” “Mais oui.” Bryce beams. “Mon Dieu, oui, oui, mon amour.”