A/N: Okay.. So the ending little bit was a bit rushed, so it's not very good, but it has been forever since I have posted a new chapter so I wanted to get it up. There is a slight change as well, I used Lawrence's POV for the first bit of this chapter. Though I would try something new, plus I knew everyone would want to see what our dear Larry was thinking. Thanks everyone for your support! It's been amazing.. Enjoy guys!
I breathed in the smoky scent of his cotton shirt, rubbing my neck upon the collar. It feels so… natural to be here in his arms. To have him holding me and caressing my body in an attempt to comfort me. It was immaculate. In all my years as a married man, I had never fallen this deep into love, never fallen this hard for another human being. And now here I am loving another man like he was all I had in the world. In all truth, the boy really is all I have left. It is a daily struggle to keep myself from revealing the truth. I assume it is probably the same way for him. Although it is obvious he is trying to hide it, I can somehow tell that Adam wants me… maybe even as I want him. Aly saw it too. Much to my dismay, she could see my daily fantasies of holding Adam in my arms and revealing my secret passion to him. Well he I am and it is taking all of me to keep from tearing off his clothes right now.
Light butterflies fluttered in my abdomen as I let tear after silent tear fall unto Adam's shoulder. All of the pain I had welled up inside of me vanished into thin air as I sat there in his grip. I took a deep breath and tried to memorize the way his body felt against mine. It was like something straight out of a movie. The sort of perfection that only fairy tale couples know, except this was real. Too real. Instantly I regretted my decision as I let Adam slip from under my arms. I was becoming too close to the truth.
Lawrence's normally collected face immediately turned a violent shade of burgundy as the arms of the two men unlinked. Both sat with a somewhat awkward expression playing on their face and Adam smiled the feeling of Lawrence's breath still upon his neck. In the distance Danielle's piercing voice could suddenly be heard mingling with the soft spring breeze. Upon hearing it Lawrence extended his arm towards Adam and ran his fingers through the boy's silk hair. A look of bliss crossed Adam's eyes and his lips parted slightly. Both men struggled to keep their feelings under control. The doctor removed his hand and sunk it deep into his pants pocket, carefully studying Adam's face
"I should, uh, probably get back…" Adam muttered, his eyes opening and scanning the air in front of him, carefully avoiding Lawrence's gaze
Lawrence's fingers pulled at the bottom button on his shirt as he stammered his reply, "Yeah, I guess you probably should."
Adam flinched involuntarily, slowly moving his body towards Lawrence's. Again, the voyeur and the doctor hugged. Regret drifted in the air as they patted each other's backs and once more, they forced themselves apart and stood in an awkward and all too knowing silence. It was Lawrence who spoke first:
"Do you want to, uh, get together sometime?"
Adam ran his hand through his hair and grinned foolishly. "Yeah, sure."
"Okay, uh…" The doctor rubbed his temple and stood silent for a moment. Finally he replied, "When are you free? I'm basically good anytime, it's not like I have much to do anymore."
Adam nodded solemnly. "Sooner would be better then later, actually, so I could… get… to see… you… sooner…?" The boy rolled his eyes at himself and shook his head. "Fuck Lawrence, I must be going crazy. Anytime is good. Just call."
Lawrence chuckled and Adam turned and began walking back to Danielle. The boy shook his head as he fought to keep his composer. He needed to get out of there. The sooner the better.
"Adam?" Lawrence's voice rang over the boy's shoulder. Adam turned around and kicked a rock that lay by his shoe. "I don't have your number." Adam's eyes widened in embarrassment.
"Right, you probably need that if you're going to call." Adam treaded back over to the doctor who had already pulled out a pen and a compact notebook. Quickly, Adam scrawled his home number over the first sheet of paper and pushed the pad back into Lawrence's open palm. He looked up into Lawrence's eyes and found him smiling. Adam bit his lip and nodded, for some strange reason his brain had stopped working. As much as he searched for a sarcastic comment, none could be found. Suddenly, Adam felt the doctor's free hand pressed against his arm and in quick flash, the doctor had placed his warm, rosebud lips upon his cheek. The boy gulped back an urge to kiss the doctor full on the mouth, instead choosing to close his eyes and savor the moment. As Lawrence pulled away Adam felt his knees buckle and fell to the ground. When Adam regained balance and pulled himself up again, the doctor was already several feet away. Adam couldn't stop himself from shaking as he walked back to his girlfriend, his face beaming.
I can not believe it. What just happened to me…? It must be a dream. It has to be a dream. There is no way that Lawrence Gordon: rich, successful, handsome, and talented Lawrence Gordon would ever want me. Ever. I am just a lowly unimportant piece of shit, what could he see in me? I couldn't possibly be what he wants. There is no way. I mean, look at me. I am in no way attractive. I wear the same bleached out clothes day in and day out, my hair is always a mess and I constantly smell of cheap cigarettes. I deserve nothing… so why is he even talking to me? What the fuck just happened?
Somewhere deep inside of me I can feel my heart beating uncontrollably. My fingers are tingling in anticipation and embarrassment, and my knees are knocking. A product of my damn nerves. Fuck. I am nothing… and yet, he kissed my cheek. He let his angelic lips glide across my scruffy skin, and didn't pull away. Am I crazy in thinking that he wants me? Maybe he feels the way I do… It's almost impossible, yes, for someone like me to earn something so grand but hey, stranger things have happened. Like living through one of Jigsaw's games. Oh my fucking God. I guess I will just have to wait for him to call… if he calls. Oh fuck, I need to get home.
A/N #2: Helllllllo again! Okay, review time! I will ADORE you if you do! Really! I can not wait to get started on the next chapter. Will our boys be able to keep their feelings for each other bottled up much longer? My guess is no.. But what about Danielle hmmmmm? Yes, review and all shall be answered. Evil Grin Thank you!!