Alex picks it up and gets dressed. They sat there in silence for several minutes.
“Alex, Hell is whining. If you don't want to touch Micky, at least let me out."
“Don't start massacring me again. Shut up and seize the day. It's magnificent.”
"You are making me crazy. I'll take over for you one of these days."
And the silence, inside and outside Alex's mind, was so total that, with his arms under his head, he fell asleep.
Micky turns onto his side, watching the sleeping face of the love of his life. Alex had a beautiful face. A clean shave on smooth skin, so blond it wasn't even visible. Hair still mussed, finger-combed back, shining like pale gold. The lidded eyes, blue as the sky above them. Pink lips, thin and flawless, that hid perfect white teeth. A thick neck, strong and muscular
