Reid hailed a cab down and told him to drive. He didn't care where, anywhere, as long as it was far away from one Mr. Luke Snyder. He couldn't believe the line he had just crossed. What had he been thinking? It had to have been the mix of alcohol and the great news he had just received. Yes, that was it. It had nothing to do with Mr. Snyder. Feeling better after his pep talk and a $200 taxi tour of Dallas he headed back to the hotel.

He walked into the lobby when he saw Luke sitting at the hotel bar talking to an attractive tall dark haired man. Figures he would invite Noah to share in the good news. How long had he been in the car? He snuck past to the elevators, not wanting to have to watch Noah and Luke celebrating.

Two hours , a shower, a burger from room service, and a really crappy made for tv movie later Reid decided to go get more ice at the end of the hall. He grabbed the ice bucket, his room key card, and headed down the hall.

A few minutes later, he was back at his room with his ice bucket, some junk food from the vending machine in his in his arms, and his room card in his hands. He went to insert the card when he realized the card was too big. He pulled it back and looked at it closely to see that he grabbed his credit card out of his wallet and stuck it in his pocket without actually looking at it. Damn it. He was locked out. And he only had on plaid boxers. Yeah that would be lovely. Walking down to the lobby to get let into his room wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. Reid knew what his only option was, but really did not want to do it.

Three minutes of pacing and decision making, finally led Reid to the only option he had. He walked over to Luke's hotel door and knocked. He heard shuffling and someone shout out "be there in a minute". He immediately regretted the decision. He had Noah in there with him and they were indecent. Shit. He started walking down the hall to go to the elevator. Anything was better than having to see Luke with Noah.

He heard his name.

"Hello? Is someone there? Dr. Oliver is that you?"

Fuck.

Reid turned around to see Luke standing in his doorway, wearing nothing but a towel.

Double fuck.

"Yeah… about that, I needed let back into my room cause I grabbed my credit card instead of my room card. Sorry to disturb you. I'm just going to go to the front desk to get help."

"Wearing nothing but boxers?"

"Yeah, well at least I'm wearing clothing at this moment, unlike yourself, Mr. Snyder."

"Oh, so we're back to Mr. Snyder again? What happened to calling me Luke?"

"I never rode the bull."

"No, but you did kiss me then call me by my first name. I figured if a guy slips me the tongue, it puts us on a first name basis."

"Yeah, well I'm unique. I don't conform to societies standards."

"Yeah, after being around you for these past few months I sort of got that."

"Yeah, well are you going to help me or what?"

"I don't know. It may be sort of fun to watch you freak out in the elevator again and then have to walk out into the lobby with all those people staring. Good blackmailing material right there."

"Yeah, you would know about that now wouldn't you?"

"Yeah, yeah. Come in. You can use the adjacent door as long as you didn't lock it."

"I believe when you came in and saw me kissing my ex, we established that it wasn't."

"No need to get rude, Dr. Oliver"

"It isn't rude if it is true."

"Well come on then. I don't really want to be standing in the door much longer with nothing but a towel on, talking to a guy in boxers. People will think we're having a fight or something."

"Are you sure your guest won't mind that I'm walking through your room with nothing on but my skivvies?"

"My guest? What the hell are you talking about?"

"I don't know. I saw you with Noah down in the bar and figured that you were with him."

"I don't know what you saw, but I wasn't down in the hotel bar. I can't drink. I had a kidney transplant when I was younger. So it wasn't me."

"Oh I could've sworn I saw you with a tall dark man at the hotel bar laughing about something."

"Oh my gosh. Yeah, I was down there for two minutes to get some club soda. I had shrimp cocktail delivered to my room and accidentally spilled cocktail sauce all over my tie. It's silk, from Malta! I was laughing with the bartender about my clumsiness!"

"Oh, well good to hear that your expensive taste in food and clothing wear is still intact. "

"Why Dr. Oliver, were you jealous?"

"Why in the hell would I be jealous?"

"Because you saw me with another guy."

"Yeah, seeing you with your ex boyfriend, who you are clearly still in love with, doesn't make me jealous. It makes me sick."

Luke took a step back and said, "Do you really want to have this conversation in the hallway?"

Reid said nothing brushed past Luke into his room and headed straight for the adjoining doors.

He walked into his room, dropped the ice and food on the dresser.

He turned around to see Luke standing in the door looking at him.

"What do you want, Mr. Snyder?"

"I want you to hear me out. I want you for once to shut the fuck up and actually listen to what someone else has to say and I want you to stop being such an enormous jackass whenever someone tries to actually be nice to you."

Reid stood there with his arms folded over his chest and said, "Are you done?"

"No, I'm not done. I'm not even started yet."

"Yeah, well save it. You can yell at me all you want, but I'm probably not going to remember one single thing you say."

"I don't care. Sit down."

"Are you seriously telling me what to do?"

"SIT DOWN, REID!"

Reid shocked that Luke had just used his first name fell back onto his king sized bed.