Chapter 107

   Matt walked into the school and headed for the nearest bathroom. Unfortunately, there was a crowd of people standing around it. He recognized several as them as Ice King’s children and lover. The man’s lover was leaning against the wall blocking the entrance.

   “You don’t want to go in there right now,” the man warned as Matt approached the door.

   “Does he do this a lot?” Matt asked.

   The man looked at the teens, “Am-sray, kids.” He waited while the children moved out of earshot. “No, but your wife has a gift for pissing him off. It’s better to let him cool down.”

   “How do you do it? Deal with that temper?”

   The other man smiled slightly. “He rarely directs it at me. Your wife is an idiot.”

   Matt winced, but couldn’t really disagree with that assessment. Ice King terrified him. “I really need to use the bathroom before I disgrace myself.”

   The man shrugged and moved out of the way, “It’s your funeral, Renfrew.”

   Matt pushed open the door and walked into the room. It was like walking into a freezer. A thin layer of frost covered every surface. The author was leaning against the far wall with his back to the door.

  “Get out,” he growled.

Matt took a deep breath before answering, “I need to use the facilities.”

He turned and walked over to the urinals. The last thing he wanted to do was expose his tender bits to the freezing air, but he reached for his zipper anyway. He cursed and pulled back his hand. A quick examination revealed that he hadn’t lost any skin. A chuckle behind him caused him to tense up. Without any warning, there was a warm breath on the back of his neck.

   “Don’t you know how dangerous it is to expose one’s self when it’s this cold?” A soft voice whispered in his ear.

   “I didn’t know it was that cold. How can it be this cold inside?”

   The temperature dropped and then began to rise. “Magic, of course. Do you believe in magic, Renfrew?”

   Matt fidgeted. The sound of dripping water was making emptying his bladder imperative.

“Go ahead, your hands won’t stick this time.”

   “Aren’t you going to move?” Matt was very aware of the man standing behind him. His growing awareness warred with another basic need.

   “No. You were brave enough to come in here. Surely you’re brave enough to urinate while I watch?”

   He flushed at the amusement in the other’s voice. “Does that turn you on? Watching other men piss?”

   “Not really. I find the whole process rather disgusting.”

   “Then why watch?”

   Matt shivered as the other man ran a finger over the nape of his neck. “To watch you squirm of course.”

   Matt drove his elbow back intending to hit the other’s stomach. But he slipped on the slick floor and missed. The other man caught him before he hit his head. Matt stared into King’s pale eyes. “Please leave while I piss,” he whispered his mouth dry.

   “Perhaps I should stay and make sure you don’t injure yourself.”

   “That won’t be necessary.” King easily lifted him up and supported him while he found his footing. Matt watched to make sure the other man left before tending to his need.

   When he exited the bathroom, the hallway was empty. Matt rushed to find his daughter’s classrooms.