Sergei knew that he shouldn't be as angry as he was, but he couldn't help it. He was pissed. Furious.
If he was in Rhys' shoes, he would be groveling at Kellen's feet. Pleading for the man to never leave him, forgive him for every transgression he had ever done to him. Sergei knew that he would be doing the same once he had Brent in his hands.
The man was his everything. Just the thought that he might be able to speak to him soon was keeping his pulse moving in his body. Sergei could not understand keeping something so big from Kellen. Sergei hadn't kept things from Brent. Even in their brief time together, Sergei tried to be honest with the man.
Tried to explain things, tried to learn everything he could about Brent. Tried to show sides of himself to Brent that he could trust, care for. Even if Sergei wasn't sure that he had those sides, he had attempted to do so.
