\u00c9g sendi honum skilabo\u00f0 me\u00f0 or\u00f0unum “Dinner is served”. Kv\u00f6ldmatur var fyrir nokkrum klukkustundum en hann veit hva\u00f0 \u00e9g meina. Hann er ekki lengi a\u00f0 vinna s\u00e9r lei\u00f0 inn \u00ed svefnherbergi \u00fear sem \u00e9g b\u00ed\u00f0 eftir honum nakin, spyr hann str\u00ed\u00f0in hvort hann s\u00e9 enn svangur.
F\u00e6ri hn\u00e9in \u00ed sundur, glenni mig og s\u00fdni hva\u00f0 gra\u00f0a h\u00fasm\u00f3\u00f0irin er bj\u00f3\u00f0a upp \u00e1 \u00ed kv\u00f6ld.
Hann glottir til baka, skr\u00ed\u00f0ur upp \u00ed r\u00fam til m\u00edn, rennir h\u00f6ndum undir rasskinnanar m\u00ednar og lyftir m\u00e9r l\u00e9tt \u00e1 sama t\u00edma og hann grefur andliti\u00f0 \u00ed p\u00edkunni \u00e1 m\u00e9r. Rekur tunguna \u00fat\u00far s\u00e9r \u00feannig \u00e9g f\u00e6 r\u00e9tt tungubroddinn inn\u00ed mig svo rennir hann rennir hann flatri tungunni alla lei\u00f0 a\u00f0 sn\u00edpnum sem hann g\u00e6lir a\u00f0eins vi\u00f0 hann. Bara r\u00e9tt n\u00f3g til a\u00f0 l\u00e1ta mig byrja a\u00f0 umla eitthva\u00f0 sm\u00e1 me\u00f0. Svo fer hann a\u00f0 sj\u00faga sn\u00edpinn me\u00f0 mikkill \u00e1fergju, gr\u00edpur \u00fe\u00e9ttar um rassinn \u00e1 m\u00e9r og heldur m\u00e9r \u00fe\u00e9ttar a\u00f0 andlitinu s\u00ednu.
Hann er einsog \u00feyrstur ma\u00f0ur sta\u00f0r\u00e1\u00f0inn \u00ed n\u00e1 \u00ed hvern einasta dropa af p\u00edkusafa og \u00e1kafinn f\u00e6rir mig n\u00e6r \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 koma. Hann s\u00e9r l\u00edka a\u00f0 \u00fea\u00f0 er ekki langt \u00ed mig.
Hann f\u00e6rir andliti\u00f0 fr\u00e1 p\u00edkunni minni og a\u00f0ra h\u00f6ndina undan m\u00e9r, horfir svo dj\u00fapt \u00ed augun \u00e1 m\u00e9r \u00e1 sama t\u00edma og hann stingur tveimur fingrum upp \u00ed sig og sleikir \u00fe\u00e1 vandlega.
\u00c9g teygi mig \u00ed koddann minn, b\u00edt fast \u00ed horni\u00f0 \u00e1 honum og klemmi svo augun jafn hart. \u00c9g vil fulla einbeitningu \u00e1 hva\u00f0 hann er a\u00f0 fara a\u00f0 gera.
\u00c9g finn a\u00f0 hann f\u00e6rir andliti\u00f0 n\u00e6r, finn andardr\u00e1ttinn \u00e1 \u00fer\u00fatnum sn\u00edpnum sem bi\u00f0ur um meira. Svo finn \u00e9g a\u00f0 hendin me\u00f0 \u00fattr\u00e9ttum tveimur fingrum koma s\u00e9r \u00ed st\u00f6\u00f0u, blautir og tilb\u00fanir til a\u00f0 taka \u00e1 p\u00edkunni minni. Hann l\u00e6tur mig b\u00ed\u00f0a og \u00e9g n\u00fdti t\u00edmann til a\u00f0 tilla t\u00e1berginu l\u00e9tt \u00e1 axliranr hans og glenni hn\u00e9in jafn langt og \u00feau komast.
Hann byrjar \u00e1 \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 a\u00f0 sleikja sn\u00edpinn varlega en svo s\u00fdgur hann svo \u00fe\u00e9tt og g\u00e6lir vi\u00f0 sn\u00edpinn me\u00f0 tungubroddinum. Spennan \u00ed l\u00edkamanum m\u00ednum magnast og baki\u00f0 mitt fer a\u00f0 fettast. \u00c9g gr\u00edp \u00ed h\u00e1ri\u00f0 hans og sr\u00fdsti honum \u00f6rl\u00edti\u00f0 fastar a\u00f0 m\u00e9r. Hann svarar me\u00f0 a\u00f0 byrja a\u00f0 taka mig me\u00f0 finrunum. Alltaf bara sm\u00e1 fyrst, \u00e9g veit hann vill sj\u00e1 og finna vi\u00f0br\u00f6\u00f0in. \u00c9g finn a\u00f0 kuntan kreppir sig fast utan um fingurna hans og bi\u00f0ur um meira. Hann dregur fingurnar \u00fat og keyrir \u00fe\u00e1 kr\u00f6ftulega inn \u00ed mig. \u00c9g finn \u00e9g tek andk\u00f6f og reyni a\u00f0 b\u00edta fastar \u00ed koddann. Finn hnakkann sperrast upp og farin a\u00f0 krulla upp \u00e1 t\u00e6rnar.
“Shit, \u00e6tlar hann a\u00f0 l\u00e1ta mig \u00f6skra? ” er um \u00fea\u00f0 bil s\u00ed\u00f0asta heildst\u00e6\u00f0a hugsunun sem \u00e9g \u00e1tti.
Mja\u00f0mirnar byrja a\u00f0 titra og skj\u00e1lftinn vinnur sig h\u00e6gt upp m\u00e6nuna, rafma\u00f0ur og yndilegur. F\u00e6turnir hinsvegar missa tak og fara afsta\u00f0.
\u00c9g finn hann \u00fearf a\u00f0 vinna fyrir \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 halda andlitinu \u00ed st\u00f6\u00f0u en hann er einsog k\u00fareki \u00e1 \u00f3temju, vanur og \u00f3hagganlegur.
Heilinn reynir a\u00f0 b\u00faa til hugsanir um a\u00f0 fara varlega, ekki l\u00e6ti en ekkert n\u00e6r \u00ed gegn og \u00e9g finn a\u00f0 p\u00edkan tekur og sendir mig \u00e1 vit ra\u00f0fulln\u00e6gina.
N\u00e6sta heila hugsun sem \u00e9g \u00e1 er “Er hann me\u00f0 hendina yfir munninn minn?”
Hr\u00e6dd um a\u00f0 hafa veri\u00f0 me\u00f0 meiri l\u00e6ti en leyfilegt opna augun og horfi \u00e1 maka.
Hann fer a\u00f0 hl\u00e6gja og \u00e9g get svo svari\u00f0 \u00fea\u00f0 a\u00f0 hann l\u00fdsti \u00feessu einsog \u00e9g hef\u00f0i veri\u00f0 \u00feyrla \u00e1 sveimi \u00ed svefnherberginu.
\u00c9g brosi, me\u00f0 skj\u00e1lfta \u00ed l\u00edkamanum og \u00edmynda m\u00e9r a\u00f0 f\u00f3lk sem hlaupi mara\u00feon hlj\u00f3ti a\u00f0 vera \u00e1l\u00edka \u00fereytt og \u00e9g \u00e1 akkurat \u00feessi stundu.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
\u00c9g sendi honum skilabo\u00f0 me\u00f0 or\u00f0unum “Dinner is served”. Kv\u00f6ldmatur var fyrir nokkrum klukkustundum en hann veit hva\u00f0 \u00e9g meina. Hann er ekki lengi a\u00f0…<\/p>\n