Never Enough

the stage.
“Ow!” Sharon said. “How can he do that?!” Rory hooted. “I mean he’s fourteen years older than me and he’s a guy and he’s not supposed to be able to do that. Ow ow ow.” On screen, Andy folded his legs and got gracefully to his feet, with a minimal assist from Victor. “I can’t do that either. Fuck him.”
Vicky laughed. “Oh my God. Coolest landlords ever.”
“Look at Victor now,” Dana said. “How much did he love that?”
“How turned on does he look?” Rory said. The video finally faded out.
“You know, his Velma Kelly was awfully good but this might be my favorite thing I’ve ever seen him do.”
“Me too. God I hope they can pull that Broadway thing off.”
Sharon, Vicky, and Rory said simultaneously, “What Broadway thing?”
After they got home Dana sent a text to Andy. She didn’t even remember where the guys were right now, but she knew it was a whole lot of time zones away. Hey big brother your neighbors are gung ho about your Broadway thing with Victor. btw that Mein Herr video was awesome. You were having some fun. Victor seemed to enjoy it too
The reply took a while, as expected, but it landed when Dana was awake and had nothing else to do. She was on the soundstage waiting for her next thing to happen, and wasn’t technically supposed to have her phone on: That hotel room will never be the same
Andy didn’t get a reply immediately. When he did, it came from Rory: Uh wtf are you guys doing or maybe never mind. That text of yours ruined a take. Dana cracked up on set
This time his reply came straight back: wtf is exactly what we’re doing.
Making a little series of home movies
OMG LOL I want to know but I don’t want to know Well it started at home after a rehearsal with that number, Victor accidentally left a camera running
Oh yeah accidentally insert rolling eyes here Bahaha anyway it was kind of inspiring. The next non-X-rated video will be going up soon, Madrid asked for Mano a Mano. We planned it this time What else happened in Madrid?
Broke the desk in the room. Great episode though!
OMG LOL for real. R U srsly making a world tour porn movie??
Wouldn’t you? By the time that last text came in, Dana was home. They read the whole series together, stared at each other, and cracked up again.
They sent back a line of nothing but eggplant emojis, which made Andy laugh so hard Victor woke up. “Sorry catnip. The girls wanted to know how the tour was going.”
“I suppose you told them.” Victor took the phone out of his hand, turned it off, and set it on the nightstand. “Get some sleep, hot stuff.”
“Well, now that you’re awake.” Andy couldn’t help giving it a
suggestive spin, though he wasn’t even half serious. The most recent episode had been fairly athletic.
Victor was laughing silently, one hand over his eyes. “I think you’ve worn me out, you nympho.”
“But we haven’t broken anything in this room yet.” He only said it to make Victor laugh again, which it did. Andy leaned over to kiss him. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” Victor pulled him down. Andy let himself go, head on Victor’s shoulder and an arm across his chest. A few minutes later, Victor was asleep again. Andy listened to him breathe, thought about dancing, and gradually went under.
Chapter 3
February 2019
Buenos Aires was every bit as romantic as they remembered. Nothing much seemed to have changed in the fourteen-or-so months since their honeymoon, except for the fact that they were there to work this time. “We definitely have to come back here when we can stay a couple of weeks again,” Victor said while they were getting dressed. “It’s cool to be here with Tomás and the others, though.”
“I wonder how the local guys are feeling about it.” They’d done two rehearsals for this appearance. It was a big one. Andy and Victor would dance together twice, and their co-stars Tomás and Vicky were dancing twice. Then the four of them would dance with two local tangueros, re-creating a number from the film. “They seemed pretty chill this afternoon.”
“I’m sure it helps that we can all talk. Well, all but Vicky.” All five male co-stars of Tanith’s movie spoke Spanish, but Vicky didn’t. She was getting along fine thanks to the guys. Sharon was getting along fine thanks to Rosa, Tomás’ wife, who’d made the trip to Buenos Aires with their son Fidelio so he could meet his Argentine grandmother.
“There is no sign that our locals are having trouble understanding Vicky,” Andy said, then snorted. “Trouble keeping their hands off her, maybe.”
“She said she thinks they view her as a challenge.”
“Yeah, she also said if someone’s hand lands on her ass one more time she’s going to accidentally on purpose spike him with her heel.” He straightened his collar, then turned to look at Victor. “For the record, I am having more fun on this trip than I think I’ve ever had in my life. You are spectacular.”
“It’s kind of great, isn’t it?” Victor smiled at him from across the room.
“Were you afraid we’d get tired of each other?”
“Fuck no. I’ll never get tired of you.” Victor crossed the room to kiss him. Andy held him close for a minute, strongly inclined to mess up their clothes and hair and everything else. “I remember that trip up the coast. At the time that was the best vacation ever. Then our honeymoon was the best.
And now even though we’re sorta kinda working, this is the best.” One more
kiss, then he reluctantly stepped back. They had a red carpet to get to.
It was a long evening, at the end of a long day. First the screening, then the performance, then a party for which tickets had been sold out a month ago. They were all invited to a milonga