A.N. Let's pretend that Jeff has always worked for TNA, and let's also pretend that he never did drugs.
01/05/2012 11:10 PM
"I need a beer." I say.
"Me too. Hey Bobby." James says.
"Yeah." Bobby says.
"You wanna go grab a beer with Jeff and I?" James asks Bobby.
"Ah…sure." Bobby says.
"Alright. Where do you guys think we should go?" James asks Bobby and I.
"How does The First and Last Chance Bar sound?" Bobby asks James and I.
"Sounds good to me." I say.
"Me too." James says.
A Few Minutes Later: 11:25 PM
After the three of us shower and get dressed, we grab our bags and head out to the parking lot. Bobby gets into his car and James and I get into our car and the three of us make our way to the bar.
A Few Minutes Later: 11:35 PM
We just arrived at the bar and we head inside.
"I'm going to go find us a table." Bobby says.
"Ok. Do you want what you usually get? Or something else?" I ask Bobby.
"I want what I usually get." Bobby says.
"Ok. One Budweiser coming right up." I say.
"Thanks man." Bobby says.
"You're welcome." I say as Bobby walks away. James and I make our way over to the bar and after ordering two pitchers of Budweiser, we find Bobby, walk over to the table, and after setting the pitchers and the glasses down on the table, we sit down across from Bobby. I grab one of the glasses and a pitcher of beer and after pouring myself a glass of beer, I put the pitcher down, pick up the glass of beer and take a drink.
"Mmmmm I love beer." I say.
"Me two." Bobby says as he takes a drink of his beer.
"Me three." James says as he takes a drink of his beer.
"Bobby." I say.
"Yeah." Bobby says.
"What's going on with you and Steve?" I ask Bobby. Steve and Bobby have been going out for a couple of weeks now, and all's they've ever done is kiss. It's driving Bobby nuts. He doesn't really like to take things slow. (A.N. Sting's real name is Steve.)
"I…I don't know. Every time I try to take our relationship to the next level, he shoots me down. Last night, I started rubbing him through his jeans, and he pulled away from me, got off of the couch and stormed out of his office." Bobby says.
"Shit man, I'm sorry." I say.
"I…I don't know what to do anymore. I really, really, really like Steve; but I don't know if I can be with him anymore." Bobby says.
"What? Why?" James asks Bobby.
"I…I don't know if I want to be with someone who refuses to have sex with me." Bobby says.
"Are you fucking kidding me? You guys have been going out for two weeks. Two weeks." James says.
"Calm down baby." I say as I put my hand on James' knee. James takes a deep breath and then gives me a kiss on the cheek.
"Maybe…maybe I am being a bit pushy." Bobby says.
"Ya think?" James asks Bobby.
"James." I scold.
"Sorry." James mumbles.
"It's ok baby. I forgive you." I say as I give James a kiss on the cheek.
"I think you should call Steve tomorrow and tell him that you're sorry." I say.
"O…ok." Bobby says.
"I love you Bobby." I say.
"I love you too Jeff." Bobby says.
Two Hours Later: 1:40 AM
"Good night baby. I love you." James says.
"Good night. I love you too." I say. A few minutes later, I drift to sleep.
I find this pairing intriguing.