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Washington State).
    But Kevin and I had flown up from
California on Wednesday, and we'd had a zillion things to do to get
ready for the weekend, and now we were both exhausted. So we
retired early too, right after midnight.
    When we got to the master bedroom,
Kevin disappeared into the bathroom to get ready for bed. I
stopped, looking around the room.
    Something didn't feel right. I
couldn't figure out what it was.
    It was definitely an incredible
bedroom. It had a high ceiling, a king-sized bed, and a separate
seating area next to a gigantic window facing the water. I'd slept
in nice bedrooms before, but only when my parents were paying,
never with Kevin. Was that what felt weird — the fact that Kevin
and I had never slept together in a room this nice? We'd been
living together for more than a year, and sleeping together for
longer than that, but it had always been on futons in cheap
apartments or tiny bedrooms, not massive bedrooms with en-suite
bathrooms and Jacuzzi tubs.
    "This place is really something," I
said, even though I wasn't sure Kevin could hear me in the bathroom
with the door closed.
    I stepped up to the window to look
outside, but it was dark now, so I was mostly looking into a big
black void.
    "What?" Kevin said behind
me.
    I turned and suddenly my view got a
whole lot better: he was standing there in a tight t-shirt and
boxer briefs.
    "Nothing," I said.
    "How do you think it's going?" he
said, flossing his teeth.
    "The weekend? It seems like it's going
great. Great speech, by the way. Oh, hey, isn't it fun the way Nate
and Ruby are hitting it off?"
    "Yeah," Kevin said,
distracted.
    "But I've heard that before, how a lot
of straight guys and lesbians really click. I think I even read how
their brains are a lot alike or something. Like straight women and
gay guys, except straight guy/lesbian relationships aren't a media
stereotype, so you never hear about 'em."
    "Hmm."
    Kevin wandered back into the bathroom
to brush his teeth. That's when I realized what was wrong with the
room.
    "The room has no blinds or curtains,"
I said.
    "What?" Kevin said from the
bathroom.
    "Nothing," I said, but I couldn't help
but think it was going to be hard to stay sleeping once the sun
came up the next morning.
    He joined me in the main room and
started searching through his overnight bag.
    " Damn it," he said.
    "What?" I said.
    "I forgot my charge cord at my
parents' house."
    "It's okay, we can share
mine."
    "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
    I didn't say anything for a second.
Then I said, "What's wrong?"
    "I just told you!" Kevin
said.
    "I mean in general. It seems like
something's been going on with you today. It's not about our
getting married, is it?"
    Kevin froze for a second. Then he
sighed and sank down onto the bed. He looked like one of those
abandoned barns about to collapse.
    "No," he said. "Well, yes,
but it's not about getting married. I just want everything to go well. I
mean, it's our wedding . The whole point of a wedding is for two people to stand up
in front of their friends and family, and tell everyone how much
the two people love each other, how important they are to each
other. That's how people know to take them seriously as a couple,
that they are a
couple."
    I nodded vaguely. Everything Kevin
said made sense.
    "But if everything is all messed up,"
Kevin said, "what's the point in doing it?"
    "What makes you think things'll be
messed up?" I asked.
    "I just checked the
weather. It's supposed to rain this weekend. And, I mean, a lot ."
    "Kevin!" We'd agreed we weren't going
to check the weather forecast since (a) there wasn't anything we
could do about it, (b) we had a back-up plan where we moved
everyone inside if it rained. Kevin and I disagreed on weather
forecasts anyway: I'd always thought they were mostly bullshit,
more like silly horoscopes than actual science.
    "I know, I know," Kevin
said.
    "I'm sure everything'll work out
fine." When he didn't answer, I added, "Do you want a blowjob? Help
you