(This is long overdue. Enjoy!)

9 Month's Later

"Kendall?" Even standing on the little two step stool, reaching with all my might, I still couldn't grab the little bag in the corner of the top shelf in the closet. I groaned out, stretching my fingers again, to feel nothing. "Kendall?!" I placed my forehead on the edge of the shelf and closed my eyes feeling sweat dripping down my neck and face. I breathed out hard clenching my jaw tight, preparing myself to yell again. Before I could yell however, or move, two hands grabbed ahold of my hips and squeezed.

"What are you doing?" I opened my eyes pushed off the shelf and glared down at the equally as sweaty man holding me.

"I need your freakish long arms to grab that bag back there." I put my hands on his shoulders and gracefully jumped off the stool moving out of his way. He sighed out and climbed the two steps reaching in our small, but oddly long closet. It was long enough, on the top that I couldn't reach. And the bar that had our clothes hanging on it was low enough, I couldn't put the stool inside, and get closer. But with Kendall, as I crossed my arms over my chest, I saw how easy it was for him. When he got off the stool, and turned to me, little bag raised I huffed out and walked backwards until I hit our bed. I fell back hard and wiped at my face feeling nothing but heat radiating around me. "What time is that mechanic supposed to be here?" I dropped my hands and arms to my sides and looked up at the ceiling watching the fan go around fast making the heat worse.

"Well he said it would be here between 10 and 4."

"And what time is it?" I raised my head a little watching him throw my bag next to me, raising his wrist.

"2:38." I groaned putting my head back down closing my eyes. I felt a dip on the bed beside me, but didn't move to touch him, or even look at him. I was too hot. "What's in the bag?" I felt a few of his fingers pull at a few of mine as our arms touched gently and sighed out.

"It's a gift."

"For me?"

"No." He laughed, and I turned, opening my eyes looking over at him. He was lying right beside me, looking right at me. I raised my hand, the one that was holding my fingers and quickly moved it to his head. His head freshly buzzed was sweaty, but I didn't care. I ran my hand over the peach fuzz on him and rubbed softly. "I had bought a gift for Sam and meant to give it to her when she gave birth but…" I shrugged and raised an eyebrow turning my head back to look at the ceiling. His hand went to my stomach where he rubbed, instantly making me feel even worse. But I said nothing. "I still can't believe how all that turned out."

"I can't believe your surprised still." I removed my hand from his head and sat up fast sighing. He moved quick next to me and kissed onto my neck in the back. I groaned feeling his body heat mix with mine and felt like I was going to burst into flames. "I think the best thing about all of it, is that James's dad isn't going to threaten to kill him every single time he sees that kid." I laughed closing my eyes, dropping my head down, letting him kiss more around my sweaty neck.

"Also, Carlos and Sam are happy but yeah James…that's the best thing." His fingertips sharply, and harshly dug into my sides making me squeal and jump off the bed. I turned and gave him a dirty look watching his eyes cloud with lust as his right hand started to move to his crotch. "No…it's way to fucking hot Kendall. Besides…once the mechanic leave we have to go to a house warming party." He groaned loudly laying back fast and I smirked watching him still rub over his dick. I rolled my eyes grabbing the small bag and opened it up. I gently pulled out the silver necklace with a pretty diamond encased cross hanging from it.

"Damn…you've never bought ice like that for me." I lowered it fast watching him reach out, grab my basketball shorts and tug on me. I walked to him, breathing out hard and stood between his open legs as one of his hands took the necklace from me. "This is a great little gift, but don't you think it's a bit much?" I shook my head and opened up the black velvet bag back up for him to put the necklace inside. "Loges…"

"She's one of my best friends Kendall. I care a lot about her, and want her to know I love her, and will do whatever I need to, to support her."

"Isn't that the role of the dad?" I gently tossed the bag to the top of our bed and sighed out putting my hands on his bare shoulders.

"Yes. But when we thought that little triangle between James Carlos and Sam was going to implode, I was worried she would end up alone. DO you remember all those trips I took with her to the hospital? And how…"

"Once that baby was born neither her or Carlos said a word to you for two months?" I gave him a dirty look, taking my hands off his shoulders and started to step back. He got up fast, wrapped an arm around my lower back and pulled me into him hard. Our bare hot stomachs and chests touched each other, and I closed my eyes clenching my jaw shut hard. "I don't like watching people who claim to be your friends, abuse your kind, sweet, big heart. I don't want to see it happen any more and the fact that they asked you to bring all the beverages tonight…" I opened my eyes and looked up at his, putting my hands back on his shoulders. "It pisses me off Logan. And if I get cornered, I'm saying something to them." He leaned down fast and kissed me softly. I moved my hands up to his neck and held on as he bit along my bottom lip. I started to rise on tip toes, just as he pulled away and smiled big. "Someone is at the door. Fingers crossed it's the A/C guy." I chuckled as I wiped my mouth and watched him run out of the room clearing his throat loudly. I sat myself back down on the bed and folded my hands in my lap listening to him open the door and welcome the mechanic who was going to fix our A/C, inside. When the door shut, and I heard a deep new voice I glanced around our clean, bright room and sighed out. I stood myself up, quietly shut the bedroom door and walked to the master bathroom turning on the light. I disrobed my shorts and boxers and quickly got in the shower, turning it to cold, immediately.

I stood under the cold refreshing water for a solid 5 minutes. I was shivering by the time I decided to shampoo and condition my hair and while I did, Kendall's voice crept into my head. He wasn't wrong for the shitty way Carlos and Sam treated me when their baby was born. In fact, the more he brought it up, the harder it was for me to ignore it. When Sam went into labor and eventually gave birth to a sweet little girl, everyone was very surprised. Sam is Hispanic. Everyone knows Carlos is…and when that baby came out, it was 100% Hispanic. Like her parents. Which meant James wasn't the father. I sort of figured that out when I went with Sam for her first check up with her doctor back in January. He said she was already four months pregnant. Which meant even though James and her had unprotected sex, she was already pregnant when they screwed. With Carlos's kid. The whole time she was pregnant, James and Carlos and Sam, all unaware of James not being the dad, moved into together. And the place they moved into was Kendall and James's old apartment. With Kendall moving out and moving into an apartment with me. We had a little two-bedroom, downstairs apartment that was perfect for us. It was in the same complex as James and Carlos and Sam…until they found out the baby girl, Anna, wasn't James's kid, and Carlos and Sam moved out. When Carlos's parents found out, he was going to be taking care of a kid who was in fact his kid, they jumped on board fast, and bought them a house. Something I, James and Kendall all thought was a bit excessive. But I stayed quiet. Just like I stayed quiet that night they told all of us they were getting married. They were both 18 still when they decided. Now at 19, with a two-month-old baby girl, a brand new two-story house, both still in school, they were planning a wedding. A wedding both their parents agreed to pay for. It made me sick to my stomach. But I still remained quiet, and supportive. Even though they didn't call or text all summer since Anna was born. It hurt, but I still loved my two best friends.

My first year of college went by fast. Between everything in the beginning with my anatomy professor sexually abusing me, finding out about Kendall's past drug use, and ruining the best relationship I've ever been in…I was pretty much done with school. After Kendall took me back, and we made up and decided to live together I had a long hard look at my life. Even after all the shit I went through with David…I still wanted to work at his bar. But I had restrictions. If he didn't want me to quit, not only did I make him apologize to me, I made him say sorry to Kendall. For everything. When he did, I went back to work like it was nothing. David and I remained professional but any friendship with him was gone. At first anyway. After a few weeks, I was reminded of what a great guy he actually was and invited him over to our apartment for dinner. We had a great time, and even Kendall and David got back on the right page. By the time my freshman year of college was gone, and I passed with straight A's, I was back to my happy charming self. At least that's what Kendall says.

As I climbed out of the shower, shivering, wrapping myself in one of Kendall's big dark green towels I looked at myself in the mirror. I had to smile. Everyone around me knew me as this quiet, shy nerd who never stepped a toe out of line. But now, after being with Kendall for a year, I was very different. SO different in fact I had several tattoos on my body, a few piercings in my ears, and have beefed up quiet a bit. I wasn't nearly as big as James or Kendall, but I had defined muscles. I also had a fade out on both sides of my head and always had my hair gelled up and back. To me, I looked like I was turning into the type of guy Kendall should be dating. The rough bad boy looking type. I loved it, and every night we had sex, Kendall seemed to love it to, so no harm no foul. My mom nearly had a heart attack when I came home after my first piercing and tattoo, but she got over it quick when she saw how happy Kendall made me. At least I think that's why she got over it. "So?" I turned away from the mirror quick and smirked at Kendall walking in the bathroom arms up and out. "How does that cool air feel?" My mouth dropped open and he smirked stopping in front of me.

"It's fixed?" I pushed past Kendall and held my towel up around my waist feeling my body shiver as cold air wrapped around me. "Oh, thank god!" I put my head back and closed my eyes letting the harsh coldness cover me.

"Apparently, it was just a faulty wire. The guy replaced the wire, and we're out 75 bucks but it's totally worth it." I nodded feeling his hands on my hips and I raised my head fast opening my eyes. He stood right behind me and tucked his fingers into my towel. "Can we have a little bit of quick fun before we go?" I smirked putting my hands on his hands and shook my head letting him push the towel down, off my body. When it dropped he laughed behind me, wrapped his arms tight around my waist and picked me up. I grabbed his forearms and screeched out loud as he threw me on our bed, hard. I got on hands and knees and looked over my shoulder seeing him pushing his shorts off. I sighed out watching his dick pop up and turned fast, lying flat on my back. He crawled up on the bed with me and pushed my legs open and back, hard. "You know we could just skip this party tonight and stay in and fuck until the sun comes up." I shook my head putting my hands on his face as he rubbed himself bending down. "Suit yourself." He put my dick in his mouth making my arms fall down to my sides, and my eyes to roll back into my head. I groaned out as he started to blow me and couldn't help but smile wide.

Just like he said, we made the sex quick. It was rough and passionate. He was vocal, but I was louder. I have found, in the year I've been with him one of my kinks was dirty talk. I was embarrassed to admit it to him, but once I did, we've had some of the best sex we've ever had. It was one of those things that I loved not only learning about myself, but about our relationship. I found the more we talk things through, the less we end up being hurt. It was a beautiful thing, much like our sex. But when we both came, I made him get up and take a quick shower, because we couldn't stay in our house all the time and screw. Even though it didn't sound all that terrible of an idea. I got dressed and put Sam's necklace in a little white jewelry box and then but a red bow on top of it. I felt nervous because like I said, I haven't seen Sam and Carlos in the two months since they brought their baby girl home. What was I going to say? What were they going to say? Would I be able to stop Kendall if things got out of hand? Would I want too? "Do I look alright?" I snapped out of my thoughts and looked up from our kitchen counter, I was in front of and smiled big. Kendall had on black skinny jeans, that were also a little baggy as well as skinny. He was also wearing a band t-shirt, of a band I didn't know. And as set the jewelry box on the counter and turned to him and breathed in deep. "Is that a yes or…" I laughed letting him walk past me, going right to the fridge. "It sucks I can't drink tonight. I feel like it's going to be one of those nights I will want too."

"I don't mind driving." I turned to lean against the kitchen counter and watched him take out a jug of OJ and take a big gulp form it. Straight from the bottle. "That is disgusting Kendall. What if we have a guest over and they want a glass of OJ?" He chuckled as he lowered the bottle and put the cap back on, putting it back in the fridge, shutting it softly. He belched quietly as he walked to me and put his hands on my hips.

"I'm alright not drinking. And if someone has a problem with our OJ because of a little backwash, they are ungrateful and can leave." I shoved him hard grabbing the little gift box and walked out of the kitchen flipping off the light. I walked to our large living room and slipped on some flip flops to complete my summer clothes. I was wearing dark blue tight shorts, and a plain white v neck shirt that showed off my tattoos on my chest, and arms. As I bent over to get my keys off the coffee table there were three loud obnoxious knocks that made me jump up and gasp. Before Kendall got to the door it was shoved open and a smiling James walked in. I shook my head slipping my keys into the front pocket of my shorts watching him close the door fast and kept a firm grip on the jewelry box.

"I'm glad you guys haven't left yet. Can I get a ride? I plan on getting fucked up." I nodded turning to Kendall watching him pull his sneakers on hard. Kendall was glaring at his step brother. It made me look back at him fast. And then I saw what Kendall had seen. A huge, I mean HUGE hickey was on James's neck. Actually, looked like a bruise but I don't think it was one. "What?" I walked to him fast and put my hand on his neck making him smile big but push my hand away. "One of Sam's sorority sisters. Saucy little minx." I rolled my eyes pushing him out of the way and opened up the front door, stepping out fast. "You know that's all that gonna be here tonight, right?" I glanced out at the huge grassy area in front of our building while I waited for James and Kendall.

"Isn't that a good thing for you dude?" I shoved my hands into the pockets of my shorts and watched Kendall shove James out, as he slipped on a pair of dark aviator sunglasses and locked our front door.

"Yes and no. I get to look but if Sam finds out I fucked another sister, she's going to have me fixed." I chuckled as I took Kendall's hand and James shrugged. "What's with the bling?" He nodded down to the gift for Sam and I looked down fast blushing.

"He's too big of a softy, and thinks Sam deserves a gift." I squeezed Kendall's hand tight yanking on his arm a little making him laugh. "Don't ask James to take your side on this. Because he won't."

"I'm not saying Sam is a succubus, because I've known the girl for a while. But…" I looked up to James fast who gave me a small smile as we walked out to the parking lot, to Kendall's mustang. "Carlos has been different. And I know you've noticed."

"How can he notice anything when they haven't talked to him since Anna was born?" I let Kendall's hand go and walked to the passenger side door of his Mustang, glaring at him.

"Yeah I was wondering about that. The two times I've seen Carlos since…I almost asked why you weren't hanging with us, but our hanging out, always got cut short." I laughed pulling the door open hard once Kendall unlocked it and shoved James inside, to the back seat.

"I wonder why. It can't possibly have anything to do with the fact that he has a brand-new baby girl to take care of." I waited until James pulled the front seat back and continued to stare at Kendall who was leaning against the hood of his car, smiling at me. "They are my best friends. No matter what." He nodded blowing me a kiss and we both got in the car fast, shutting our doors hard.

"You mean to tell me if I acted like that to you, you would…"

"You'd better have a damn good reason." I turned fast in my seat and glared at James and Kendall started the car and revved his engine. "Like having a baby." He smiled nodding and pushed his sunglasses up on his nose. I turned back to the front and slipped on my seatbelt as Kendall started to back out of the parking spot. "So, is it really just going to be her sorority sisters?"

"A few of Carlos's friends, but mostly her sista's!" He mimicked their high voices making both Kendall and I laugh. I sat back in my seat and relaxed a little letting Kendall reach over and grab ahold of my thigh. My shorts were just barely above my knee, so he was able to touch skin. I loved it. I put both my hands-on top of his and locked our fingers together, watching him drive out of the complex slowly. "Can you play some tunes? And maybe not jerk each other off." I put my head back and turned to Kendall who laughed and let me go, pulling his phone out of his pocket, quickly handing it back to James.

"You pick. And don't tell me how to drive." Kendall's hand was back on my thigh and I giggled as he sat up and readjusted himself in his seat.

"Me telling you to not rub up on Logan has nothing to do with your driving."

"Of course it does." Kendall quickly pulled out onto the street and rolled down his window looking in the rearview mirror, back at James. "That's my shift stick." I laughed loudly, rolling my head away from Kendall and let his hand go covering my face with one of my hands, while the other slapped his chest gently. He laughed with me while James dry heaved in the backseat and picked a loud rock song. He passed Kendall's phone back to him and quietly told his brother to shut the fuck up. It just made me laugh harder. And feel about as good as I have been for the past several months.

Genuinely happy.