For the first time in a very long time, I was being woken up to the soft touch of another man. Usually especially since we've moved, I was always being woken up by a hungry child, who liked to jump up and down on the bed until I rose up. And usually that was about 5, or 5:30 in the morning. I realized now as I opened my eyes slowly, feeling fingertips tracing up and down my spine, that this morning was very different to what I was used to. I had no blankets, or sheets covering me. My arms were tucked under my chest, and my whole body was naked. My head was lying on a very soft, full pillow that felt like I was lying on air. And once my eyes were completely open, and adjusted to the light in the room, I couldn't help but smile. The two French doors I remembered looking out as I drifted to sleep, were now wide open, letting in a very nice breeze, and the smell of salt water. I closed my eyes inhaling deep and snuggled deeper into the bed underneath me. "I could have sworn you were going to sleep the whole morning away." His soft morning voice came out a little raspy, but still crystal clear. When he whispered it into my neck/ear area, I shivered and opened up my eyes again, smiling big.

"I probably could. This bed is so comfortable." He laughed before kissing onto my neck, as I yawned out loud. "What time is it?" I slowly pulled out my right hand from under my chest and stretched it out slowly feeling it sort of cramped from the position its been stuck in.

"Just 5 pasts 8." I nodded letting his hand that was rubbing my back, move down to my butt. He rubbed down my right cheek and squeezed gently as he placed kisses all over my shoulders, and back. "Do you need to be somewhere?"

"No. But don't you have work?" He hummed a short response and I slowly raised my head looking at the nightstand beside me. I carefully reached out for my phone and turned it on fast seeing two missed calls, and a few texts from both James and Carlos. I gently pushed myself up, just to my lean on my elbows and unlocked my phone, smiling instantly. My texts opened and the first one was from Carlos. It was of James in the swimming pool, with Gabe on his shoulders. It was taken last night, because they had a fire blazing, and it was dark everywhere else except the pool.

"Your kid is so cute." I laughed quietly as he pushed his side of his face into mine, his hand back to rubbing my shoulder. I scrolled down the rest of the texts and smiled at the pictures of the two dogs in the pool with James and Gabe, who was, I could tell, laughing like a mad man. I chuckled quickly opening up the texts from James, which all came this morning. One was a simple short message, come get your kid, with a picture of Gabe sitting at the dining room table, blueberry waffles and syrup on his face. And the other message was a picture of Gabe and Carlos sitting on the couch, Gabe holding a coffee cup. "They wouldn't actually give him coffee, would they?" I laughed shaking my head and put my pheon down, turning my head to him. It was the first time I saw him, this morning, and it made me so happy.

His hair, much how I felt mine was, was a mess. But he didn't seem to care. His eyes were slanted a little, telling me, maybe he didn't get enough sleep. He did look quite tired, but I didn't mention it. Because he was gently rolling me onto my back and leaning into me. I went flat and raised one hand running it through his hair, while he kissed my lips softly. He pushed up over me, sort of trapping my body under his and deepen the kiss. I slowly pushed my hand down his body, honestly surprised to feel a pair of boxers on him. I ignored them however, and just shoved my hand inside them, gripping him. He groaned into our kiss pushing harder into me, just as a loud obnoxious vibration separated us. I opened my eyes seeing him sit back on his bed after grabbing his cell phone on his night stand. He sighed out running a hand through his hair, shaking his head. I slowly sat myself up and smiled small as he looked up at me, giving me a sad look. "Do you need to go?" He nodded, and I sat up completely putting my hand on his knee. "I just need to pee and change."

"Take your time. I need to catch a shower really quick." I nodded as he leaned into me and kissed my cheek. "Please help yourself to anything in my kitchen if you're hungry." I nodded again as he slid off his bed and walked towards an opened-up area in the corner of his bedroom, probably his bathroom. When he disappeared, I crawled off the huge bed and jumped off, grabbing my boxers and pants on the floor. I pulled them on quick and glanced around the room seeing my socks, and shoes, along with my belt. I walked to the belt and scooped it up, along with the socks. I set my belt on the bed and tried to slip on my socks while standing. When I got one foot in, I glanced around the room I had slept in and still couldn't believe how much money this guy clearly had. When I got my other sock on my foot, I walked slowly to the desk that had my shirt thrown on it last night and slowly pulled it on looking at his desk. The first thing I noticed was a picture in a little black frame sitting behind the Mac book, closed. I reached out to it, after putting my arms through the holes of my shirt and picked it up raising it. I smiled at the smiling faces of Kendall with three people who all looked like him. I had to assume it was his dad, mom and sister. His sister, if that's who it was, was in a mermaid, white gown. Probably her wedding dress. She was being held up by Kendall, who was holding her carefully, an arm under her back, and under her legs. Her dad, who was a spitting image of Kendall, just older, was standing behind her head, putting a hand on her shoulder, wearing the same looking tux that Kendall had on. And standing on the other side of Kendall, at his sisters, feet, was his mom. She was a beautiful woman, who looked an awful lot like her daughter. I smiled at all their smiling faces and gently set the picture frame down readjusting the collar around my neck. I started to turn, raising my head, and went to head back to my belt. But something caught my eye. He had his top drawer of his dresser open, and just in that little crack, I could see something shinny. I glanced up to the opening to his bathroom, hearing his shower running and walked to the dresser. I opened the drawer a little wider and gasped out loud. Sitting on top of a few folded shirts was a small silver hand gun. I shut the drawer fast and swallowed hard as I turned back to the bed and quickly buttoned my shirt, tucking it into my pants, picking up my belt. I finished dressing myself and grabbed my shoes and phone, leaving his room quick.

After calming myself down after seeing the gun, I went through his kitchen. He had every type of food, spice…literally everything under the sun, in his kitchen. Even with that knowledge, I still just toasted a bagel and smeared cream cheese on it. I sat at the bar, drinking from a small glass of orange juice and stayed still, and quiet. Because I let myself get swept off my feet by him, I was choosing to ignore everything that seemed to keep smacking me in my face. He defiantly wasn't the guy I thought. I wasn't going to assume eh was some kind of criminal, because I feel like James wouldn't even have introduced us. But there was something off about him. Between the disgusting amount of money, he had, his house and car, and the fact that he looked rather tough with that guy at the bar last night, mixed with the gun in his dresser…he was defiantly hiding something from me. And the biggest problem in my head was…I didn't care. He was sweet to my kid, an amazing kisser, seemed to be protective of me and my kid and had a dick twice as big as mine. I didn't care who he was, or what he did. Alright…I might care a little, but I didn't right now.

Just as I took my last bite of my bagel, I heard him walk out to me, and smiled small. He was wearing a suite, with a skinny black tie hanging down in the front. He wasn't wearing his coat, but still looked so damn good. And as he walked past me, I smelt his cologne and body wash and almost fell off the bar stool. "You get something to eat?" I nodded watching him walk to the counter by the stairs leading up to his front door. "I'm dropping you off at James and Carlos's, right?" I hummed a response back as I slid off the stool and pushed up the sleeves, already rolled up on my arms. "So…you said something about having the next few days off of work." I put my coat over my arm as I walked towards him, putting his phone in his pocket, along with his black leather wallet.

"I actually don't go back until Saturday." He nodded motioning me to the door and I walked up the steps quickly. "Why?"

"Because I want to see you again. And again. And again." I laughed letting him pull his door open for me, me stepping out fast. "And I was thinking of taking you and Gabe out tonight. There is this little carnival down the beach away from here. I think they are only in town for the week. I don't know if it's something you would want to do." I turned slowly staring at his head, as he put the code in the black box next to his door knob. When he turned to me, he smiled big and pulled his keys out, making his car beep loudly.

"Sure…I think Gabe would love that actually." He turned me and walked me down to his car. "What time do you get off work?" I pulled open my door and gently threw my jacket into the back seat sliding in at the same time he did.

"Uhm…well it is usually about 4 or 5 but might be earlier." I nodded slowly putting my seatbelt on, as he started to back out of his driveway. "How about I text you, and let you know before I pick you guys up. At your place, right?" I nodded sitting back and rolled down my window and couldn't help but chuckle. I glanced to the backseat of his tiny sports car and eyed him as he carefully speed down the driveway, also rolling his window down. "What's so funny? And do you mind if I smoke?"

"I don't mind…and I'm laughing because I don't think Gabe's booster seat will fit back there." He smirked as he let a cigarette hang from his mouth as he gracefully revved his engine, making it purr as he turned onto the street, quickly climbing up onto the highway ramp.

"Don't worry." He sat back in his seat pulling his seatbelt on, not holding the wheel while he continued to press on the gas. I couldn't help it but feel even more attracted to this bad boy type he was really throwing in my face. "I will take my other car." I nodded looking out to the highway in front of us and let the wind whip my hair around thinking, of course he has another car.

We laughed and reminisced about our sex filled night all the way to James and Carlos's house. When we got there, he held my hand as we walked up to the front door. Before we walked inside, I got on my tippy toes and kissed his mouth softly. I knocked on the door after pulling away, not surprised at how quick the door opened. "Oh, thank God! James Logan is here!" I smirked as I walked in, pushing a shirtless and out of breath Carlos out of the way stopping fast. There were stuffed animals all over the living room, along with a bunch of crumbled up blankets. I sighed out quickly walking to the first blanket I saw and scooped it up. "Gabe is a terror and I'm not sorry about it. We had fun building forts and playing army with all these dog toys. He had a blast Loges."

"Yeah well we are not leaving until he cleans this up…Gabriel Joseph get your butt in here." I glanced up to the sliding glass door that went out to the backyard, just as Gabe ran into the house, both huge dogs barking behind him. I dropped to my knees quick and raised my arms letting him collide into me. "How are you buddy? Did you have fun last night?"

"Yes daddy! I got to stay up late and had two bowls of ice cream!" I let him go and slowly stood up staring at Carlos who was smiling, picking up blankets.

"To be fair…" Carlos stood up straight just as James came down the stairs, wearing a suit, much like Kendall's, with no coat either. "It was the only way we could get him to sit still." I rolled my eyes watching James walk out to Carlos, wrapping his arms around him. "Don't forget…my parents are coming over for dinner tonight. Please don't be late." James nodded kissing Carlos, making my son screech out and run into them.

"You guys are gross!" James pulled away, turning right to me, just as an arm slipped around my waist.

"Your kid is a little shi- "

"A pleasure to have. Ignore him. Don't you two have to go to work?" Carlos shoved James while setting a hand on Gabe's head.

"Yes…do you mind if I catch a ride with you?" I turned to see Kendall shake his head and James sighed out reaching down to grab his phone on the coffee table. "I'll let you know when I'm on my way home. I love you." Carlos nodded letting Gabe run away from him, the dogs chasing him. "See ya Loges." I waved as there was a soft kiss to the nape of my neck, making me blush. Carlos smiled big staring at us, crossing his arms over his chest. I turned quick kissing Kendall's mouth quickly.

"I'll text you later today…about tonight." I nodded stepping back from him as James pulled Kendall away from me, shoving him out the front door. "Bye guys." Kendall waved one last time before the door was shut hard. I breathed out hard and walked quickly to the front window and watched as James and Kendall walked to the tiny sports car. I watched up until they both were inside, and Kendall peeled off the curb hard and fast. I sighed out and turned looking at my oldest friend who was grinning ear to ear. "I am so fucking scared Los. He already has me fucking attached. After two fucking dates!" Carlos laughed out loud and walked to me shaking shi head. "Also…he has a gun." Carlos stopped walking altogether and we locked eyes. I raised an eyebrow and nodded. "It seems like he has more money that God, he had some altercation, a tiny one, at the bar last night and this morning…he went to take a shower and I saw his dresser drawer open with a little silver handgun inside. How much money does a personal banker make?" Carlos laughed, a nervous laugh it seemed to me, and walked the short distance to me. He put his hand son my forearms and made me look right in his eyes.

"Don't do that thing you do where you force your brain to work over time to find something that's not there. Kendall is a great guy. And from what James has told me, who was told by Kendall himself, he really likes you. Don't turn the little shit, like him having some money, and him owning a gun…which James has two guns…into something it's not. Do not give yourself an excuse not to be with this guy, just because of Chris." I sucked in a hard breath hearing my son running towards us as Carlos let me go and smiled big again. "Somehow Gabe convinced me to help you guys unpack today because he said you keep complaining about it, so I'm going to go get changed and we'll go unpack the rest of your house." He turned fast and took the stairs two at a time going to his bedroom upstairs, just as Gabe appeared in front of me.

"Daddy can I have some juice?" I smiled down at him and quickly scooped him up putting him on my hip as I walked to the couch, sitting down softly. I set him in my lap and put my hands on the sides of his face, making him smile big. "How come Mr. Kendall and Uncle James left?"

"They have to go to work." He nodded, and I sighed out gently pulling him into me. He laid his head on my chest and I rubbed his back looking out at the messy living room. "When we get home, I'll get you some juice okay?" He nodded against me and snuggled on my chest making my heart burst. "I missed you buddy."

"I missed you too daddy. But Uncle James said Mr. Kendall was being really nice to you and that you needed a night out." I sighed out, not liking to hear that my kid knows I need a night away but didn't say anything about it to him. "Can we go to the beach today daddy?" I smirked and let him push off my chest pushing his glasses up on his nose. "Uncle Carlos said there are fishes in the ocean that have dinosaur in them. I really want to see them!" I laughed and nodded slowly hearing the stairs creek.

"Sure buddy. In fact, were going to go over to Mr. Kendall's house tonight and he lives right on the beach. You can see them, then." He jumped off my lap to the couch and started bouncing on it, making the dogs go nuts. Carlos quickly silenced them, as he sat beside me and slipped on a pair of flip flops. He was wearing a plain black muscle tank top that showed off…well his muscles and I sat up straight.

"You're seeing him again? A third night in a row?" I nodded looking up to Gabe who was talking to himself while shaking a stuffed bear in his hand. "That guys does have you attached." I shoved at him hard as we both stood up. He only laughed shrugging softly grabbing his car keys. "I'll follow you. So, I can just take myself home. I have to get grocery's later anyway." I nodded reaching for my keys in my pants pocket but froze. In both pockets, all I felt was my phone. I started to look around the living room frantically not seeing my suit jacket I was wearing last night. "What's wrong?" I looked around Carlos on the couch and put my hand on my forehead closing my eyes.

"I left my jacket in the back of Kendall's car. It has my keys, and wallet. I can't get in my apartment Los." I opened my eyes hearing him chuckle and raise his own keys.

"Remember when you gave James and I, each a copy of your key?" I sighed out in relief making him smile. "You're seeing him tonight anyway. You'll get them back." I nodded as he snapped his fingers to his dogs, to get them to go outside so they didn't destroy the house when we left. I helped Gabe off the couch and grabbed the little bag of Gabe's Carlos already had packed ready for me.

We all pilled in Carlos's four door BMW, and let Gabe talk loudly and excitedly from the back seat the hole way home. Even though I had a thousand things running through my head, hearing my child talk about the way trees give us oxygen, or why the sky is blue was the only thing I cared about. He kept both our attention the whole car ride and even when we got to my apartment building and got in the elevator. He held my hand swinging it every now and then as we climbed up to the 17th floor. When the doors opened, Gabe let my hand go and bolted out, running down the hall. I hurried after him, Carlos following, but not as quick. Gabe put his hand on the door knob and pouted looking up at me when it didn't turn. I laughed looking at Carlos who put his phone back in his pocket and slid my home key into the lock. "So, Kendall and James have lunch at 12:30. He said he'd bring your jacket to you. And bring us lunch." Carlos pushed open my door and smiled. "I suggested pizza." I laughed letting Gabe run in and looked in following after him fast. However, I slowed down quick seeing my whole apartment trashed. Gabe was frozen standing in front of the rug leading into the kitchen. Every cabinet was open. Every plate, and cup was smashed to pieces. As I walked in, gently putting a hand on Gabe's shoulder, I saw my fridge wide open, all the food and things thrown out without a care. My whole kitchen was destroyed. I felt a hard breath leave my body as I turned out to see my huge 60-inch flat screen TV, usually mounted up on the wall, now smashed to the ground. Our coffee table was shattered, and all the pillows on the couch were slashed open. The small area by the patio door that had a little table for Gabe covered in markers and coloring books, were destroyed. I gasped out quietly feeling my son starting to move away from me. I reached down quick and scooped him up, putting his face in my neck, holding the back of his head softly. "I'm…I'm going to call the cops Loges. Don't…don't touch anything. Just…just stay right here Logan." I glanced around to see Carlos putting his phone to his ear, giving me a very worried look. "Babe…I need you to come to Logan's place. Right now." He turned away from me and slowly walked into the bathroom sighing out loud. "No…no I know. It's…someone broke in James. His place is destroyed." I felt tears leave my eyes as I walked slowly towards the hall way that had bout our bedrooms. I kept Gabe's face in my neck as I walked into his room and let out a sigh of relief. His room seemed untouched. I walked out quick going right to my bedroom and sucked in a hard breath. Everything was destroyed, much like the front of my house. My mattress was flipped over, and every blanket, pillow, and piece of clothing was thrown on the floor. I walked slowly to my computer desk seeing my very expensive Apple computer smashed and cracked. As I got right in front of it, I pulled out my desk chair and swallowed hard seeing the little black safe, untouched. At least I hoped it was untouched. "Yes…thank you sir…" I turned slowly wiping my face rubbing Gabe's back as he sniffled into my skin on my neck. "I called the cops. They have someone en-route right now. They also want us to not touch anything at all." I nodded closing my mouth hard, so I didn't sob out. "And James said him, and Kendall will be here as soon as they can. They can't get out of work at the moment." I nodded again looking down at my child in my arms as he got right in front of me. "Is it going to be crossing a line assuming this is Chris?" I closed my eyes fast and let that sob I had been holding in, finally out. I was gently pulled into Carlos and cried on his shoulder as he rubbed my back. I squeezed tight around my son, who was also now crying and thought if Gabe's room wasn't touched, this was obviously Chris. My room was ruined and the rest of the house. This was personal. This was obviously Chris.