About Seeing Love by Sean Michael Kay can see. Barney can't. Which is why Barney's brother hired a scrawny street kid to help his brother out. That and to get Kay off the street. Who would have ever thought an older, distinguished guy like Barney could fall for him? Not Barney's business associates or Barney's ex. Kay has a pretty hard time believing it himself, even if he loves Barney with all he has. Can these two find enough common ground? Read and see! SampleKay was curled up in the little window seat, watching the snowfall, warm and lazy after his shower. He was wrapped in the robe Barney had given him, all soft and plush, making him feel like a prince, pampered and cared for and... Loved. Loved. Kay rested his head on his knee, letting the idea of that fill him. After so many months on the street, so many months turning tricks and being scared and hungry and alone, one day, almost a year ago now, a shelter worker saw him reading and mentioned a disabled businessman who needed someone to read to him. Someone to help out. Someone to be a friend, someone who didn't mind a little grumpiness, now and then. Barney made him feel needed and wanted and necessary. He loved it here -- loved the reading and the talking, loved the swimming and the dinners and the laughing. He loved... A panicked scream came from down the hall and Kay was on his feet before he could blink. "Barney! Barney, I'm coming!" He pushed through the big double doors, making a beeline for the huge bed, the open arms, the tear-streaked face, moisture trapped in the little webs of scars. "Barney? I'm here. You okay? Do you hurt? Oh, Barney, I'm right here." "I can't see! Oh god, I can't see." The voice was anguished, Barney shaking. "No... You're blind, Barney..." Kay tilted his head, confused for a second before he caught on. "Oh, Barney..." He crawled up onto the bed, wrapping his arms around the poor man, dropping his cheek on Barney's thick, black hair. "It's going to be cool, Barn. I'm here and you're okay, yeah? You're home." Barney clutched at him, hands solid and clinging tightly. "'s horrible. The noise and the smell and now I can't see and ... " Barney too another sobbing breath. "Oh, God, I'm blind. Oh... it wasn't just a dream. Kay? Kay is that you?" The clutching fingers tightened. "Kay?" "Yeah, Barn. 's me." He pushed in closer, humming soft. "'s just me and you're safe in your own bed." "Oh, shit. Kay." Barney sank back against the pillows, hands loosening their hold so Barney could wrap him in those arms and hold him close. "It was the accident all over again. It was so real. I could smell it and taste it and hear it and feel it and see it. And then I couldn't see." A shudder moved through Barney. Kay curled against Barney's warmth, stroking the strong jaw, petting and touching. "I'm sorry, Barn. It's not fair at all, but it's a dream now and you're here and you're alive." It hurt his heart, to see Barney so sad. About the Author |