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Some people might be upset by what was going on in this small town grocery store. But, not in this town.
To see an almost sixty year old gentlemen flirting with a young man of near thirty might turn heads. But, as I said before: Not this town. They know these two men. And they love them.
So, you still want me to come up to the cabin tonight for that barb cue?"
A handsome older man, with pure silver hair smiled at the younger man behind the counter.
"Billy, Billy, Billy." the older man shook his head at the younger man. "I wouldn't of asked if I didn't mean it. Now, I'll get back up there and start the grill.. Cause I know I'll be hungry after I finish with a certain blue eyed hunk." The young man turned bright red. As did the other older lady in the store.
The older man just smirked, "See you in a few."
Billy shook his head. "Love you," and the older man left the store with the groceries and a smile on his face.
Walking over to his 4x4, the older man unlocked the car door and opened it to place the groceries on the passenger side floor: when a he heard his voice called.
"Jack." It was a voice from his past. Someone he never thought he would hear from again.
Feeling everyone of his Fifty eight years, Jack O'Neill stopped dead in his tracks and turned his head to the voice of the one who broke his heart into two.
"Daniel..."
Daniel smiled at his friend. The man who came to him, retired and offering his love. Instead of wisely jumping into his awaiting arms, Daniel tore Jack's heart into two. Ruined there friendship and the next seven years of both of their lives. Not wanted to think of that at this precise moment, Daniel took a good glance at his one time friend.
Jack looked good. His hair pure silver, and lean body nicely tanned. Daniel regretted everything he did in the past and wished he could turn back time and fix the mess he made.
His smile faded as he caught the look on Jack's face.
"What do you want Daniel?" Jack asked the man. Jack tried so hard to get over the man that now stood in front of him. If he wasn't so angry at the way things ended with the archeologist he would of shown more concern at his appearance. Daniel's hair was mostly grey. He looked very gaunt. Cheeks hollow, and eyes black lined and tired looking under his extra wide glass frames. Why now? What did Daniel want with Jack now. Seven years late. Seven years too late!
"I'm..I'm sorry, Jack. I..I.. wanted to see you. I wanted to talk.. Can we go somewhere and talk..Please?" he pleaded.
Jack wanted to tell Daniel to go Fuck off and get lost... But, something inside told him he couldn't do that... Just yet. They were friends for a awfully long time, Daniel owed him a explanation. Now it was time to get one.
Sighing, "Follow me to the cabin. You know the way?" he asked. See Daniel's nod he got into his truck and started it up.
Seeing Daniel behind his 4x4 he started out of the lot.
Jack decided: See what Daniel has to say then send him on his way.
Start up those steaks.
Then have a romantic evening with Donny.
Yes. That's the plan.
But, when have plans ever gone according...