You didn't think I would just walk away? Oh no, Adam, see I don't care anymore. Dixie took my title, I have nothing to lose now." Drew threw Adam over on to his back and straddled his hips.
Adam's backpack dug into his back. His gym shoes nearly pierced his kidney's. Drew had straddled him in such a way his arms and legs were trapped. Fear shone in his hazel eyes.
"Drew, just leave me alone. We finished a long time ago. Leave. Me. Alone." Adam tried to sound more brave than he felt. However, there was a spark that lit in his soul.
"Oh, I'll leave you alone, after some unfinished business." Drew growled out his words. He drew his fist back and smashed it into Adam's cheek.
Adam cried out in pain. However, it turned the spark into a flame. Without thinking, he rolled his body and knocked Drew off. As he gained his feet, he felt the flame grow into a fire.
Adam tucked his head down and prayed his neck would forgive him. Drew hit the ground like a ton of bricks, Adam on his knees beside him. Drew was knocked silly as he tried to catch his breath.
"That was the prettiest spear I ever saw, darlin'. Shawn's sweet drawl sounded like heaven to Adam's ear.
Adam got up and rubbed his neck. It held out and didn't hurt. He waited as Shawn stepped over the fence. As soon as Shawn was over, Adam was in his arms.
Adam felt safe as Shawn's arms went around him. "Oh Shawnnie..." Adam whimpered as all his new found hubris fell to his toes. He trembled in Shawn's arms.
"It's alright now, darlin'. I've got you, you're safe." Shawn whispered softly in Adam's ear. He gently caressed Adam's back as his hand slid under the backpack.
Drew let out a groan as he tried to get up. The spear had come so fast and furious. Shawn pulled Adam in closer and stood over Drew.
"Well, is this the end now? Pouting over a title? Be a man, McIntyre and go earn it back. Now, it's either done or I call the cops. Clear?" Shawn spoke in a low growl. He glared down at the Scotsman.
Drew grunted. Now that Adam had struck back, he knew he'd never be able to control the blond again. "It's... done... I'll... leave... town..." Drew admitted his defeat.
"I hate you, Drew! I hate what you did to me! Never again, understand? Never again!" In Shawn's embrace, Adam had his courage back and he used it.
"I got it. You'll never see me again. Just... let me leave." Drew groaned again as he managed to get to his feet.
Shawn, without even blinking, super kicked Drew back down to the ground. "Just a reminder. You never, ever lay your dirty hands on my little darlin' again." He took Adam by the hand and led him toward the hotel.
"I don't know how your HBK senses work, but I'm glad they do. But, I fought back! I finally fought back!" Adam's eyes glowed with excitement, as they walked toward the hotel parking deck.
Shawn stopped. He pulled Adam in close. "You sure did, baby. I'm proud of you. Best spear ever." He finally had a chance. Shawn pressed his lips to Adam's once again, the magic rained down on them, even though it was a simple, no tongue kiss.
When the kiss broke, Adam felt weak in the knees. "Been waiting to do that since the locker room. That was nice." Shawn whispered softly as he held Adam gently in his arms. They swayed to a song only they heard.
They stayed that way until Adam's tummy rumbled like a wild bear. The couple broke apart in laughter. Shawn led Adam to the truck. He took the keys back from Adam. They got in and Shawn drove them toward the McDonald's down the street.
"Eat here or back to the room?" Shawn asked as they looked inside the restaurant.
"I have an idea. Drive through, then let me take the wheel. Okay?" Adam looked at Shawn with a raised brow.
Shawn arched his own brow. "Okay. Say, you aren't going to take me snipe hunting are you?"
Adam snapped his fingers. "Darn your HBK senses. No, I wouldn't do that to you. Drew yes, you never. Oh, a number four, super sized, diet... no vanilla milkshake and a strawberry pie." He gave his order to Shawn as they pulled up to the menu order board.
"Double quarter pounder with cheese? You are running tomorrow!" Shawn stated firmly, with a wink to Adam.
"You too!" Adam replied with a laugh as Shawn ordered the exact same meal for himself, but with an apple pie instead of strawberry.
"Yeah, double time. Look, I know it's unhealthy, but, we do work out. It's not a sin to enjoy something, with in limits. By the way, how is the cheek? I'll get some ice too." Shawn frowned when he saw the bruise grow darker on Adam's cheek.
"I guess it's the adrenaline. I forgot he punched me. I don't feel it... yet. Why do guys have to hit?" Adam frowned as he looked at his face in the visor mirror.
Shawn pulled the truck up a bit, they were behind two other cars. "I dunno, darlin'. Hitting is the worst. I'm afraid you're gonna need a lot of make up on Monday. And yes, it's gonna hurt later. I'm sorry." Shawn very gently brushed Adam's uninjured cheek.
Adam leaned into the touch. He loved these small moments of kindness. "Oh well, it's not the first time. I hope Drew finally got the message. Shawn, I owe you more thanks. You.. I felt... I thought of you and I just... speared him. I wasn't afraid anymore. You gave me courage." He was confused about how to say what he meant.
Shawn's turn to pay and pick up the food came before he could respond. He handed Adam the keys to the truck, and Shawn then picked up the carrier with their milkshakes and the two bags of food. They went to the truck.
"I am proud you were so brave. I didn't do it. You were always strong and brave, you just needed to work it out for yourself. If McIntyre dares show his face around here, cops will be called. I wish you could get an Order of Protection, but with our travel from town to town, it's impossible. You'd think there would be a general Federal order or something that would be good everywhere." Shawn gently kissed Adam's cheek. They then got into the truck.
Adam punched a few buttons on his cell phone. "Yeah, perfect. Okay, five minutes." Adam pulled the truck out onto the road. He hoped Shawn would like it. Bret used to love his little impromptu ideas. Adam also knew, Shawn wasn't Bret.
Shawn wondered where they were going. Where ever it was, Shawn knew it meant a lot to Adam. He liked adventure, it was in his nature. Shawn smiled. Adam had pulled into a place called Onondaga Lake. Adam drove to a point that overlooked the moonlit water. It was beautiful.
Adam backed the truck up so they could sit on the tailgate and look out over the water. They got out. Shawn carried the food and Adam, their drinks. Shawn lowered the tailgate. They settled in to enjoy their meal and the view. While it wasn't cold, their blazers felt good in the lake cooled air.
"I hope you don't mind. I just didn't want to sit in the restaurant or hotel. I love just... being outside. I saw the lake and googled spots to park. I... Bret used to love my little impromptu adventures. I.. don't think I'm comparing you to Bret, but I can't change that I like doing things like this." Adam looked at Shawn. His eyes were beautiful in the moonlight.
Shawn spoke softly, it made his Texas drawl even sexier. "I don't mind, darlin'. I love the outdoors, you know that. I know you don't compare me to Bret. I also want you to know, wherever we go with this exploration, you keep Bret in your heart. If it is meant to be, you'll have room in your heart for us both. If we don't have a further relationship, who you date should feel the same. Don't ever let anyone take Bret out of your heart." He spoke in earnest. He never wanted Adam to hurt, no matter where their romantic relationship went. Oh, it was all so confusing. As the eldest, Shawn had to keep his head.
Adam swallowed his bite of food. "Don't worry, Shawn. No one, not even you will ever replace Bret. You know I don't mean that... meanly. You understand. That's why it's so confusing. How do you explain it? Most guys want your whole heart." He thoughtfully took another bite of his food.
Shawn stopped eating. He laid a hand on Adam's shoulder. "You don't need to be confused about that one. You solved it yourself. If a man refuses to let you keep Bret in your heart, don't waste your time. It sounds harsh, but you have to be up front. Anyone who cares about you, won't even question it. Don't you dare settle for anyone who won't understand." His turquoise eyes burned with intent as he counseled Adam.
Adam smiled. "Thanks, Shawn. I know you have my best interests at heart. You're right, as I said, nobody will ever take Bret from my heart. Can we just..." Adam bit his lip, he didn't want to seem rude.
Shawn grinned. "Yeah, lets just enjoy this beautiful lake." He took his last bite of food.
Adam wadded up the wrapper from his burger. Both he and Shawn ate their pies. When they finished, Shawn spied a trash can. He gathered up their trash.
Adam smiled and took Shawn's offered hand. Together they walked to the to trash can. After disposing of their trash, Shaw spotted a bench out on the point, he led Adam toward it.
They sat down. Adam laid his head on Shawn's shoulder. Shawn wrapped one arm around Adam and held Adam's hand with the other. It was comfortable and cozy.
The couple sat in silence. The sound of nature was their background music. The water of the lake gently lapped against the shore. Loon cries echoed across the water as they hunted for their evening meal. Somewhere in a distant tree, an owl hooted, and another answered from a tree closer to the bench.
The sky was brilliant with stars. They far enough away from the town that the lights weren't an issue. It was beautiful and highly romantic.
Adam couldn't help it, Shawn smelled so good. He kissed Shawn's neck, right behind his ear. Shawn's eyes rolled upward as he closed them with a soft moan. Adam's lips continued to nibble on the older man's flesh.
Shawn tasted as good as he smelled. Adam licked the outer shell of Shawn's ear. He put one leg across Shawn so he was half sitting on the man's lap.
Shawn gave a low growl and pulled Adam in closer. He the cupped Adam's face in his hands gently. "Oh how I care for you, darlin'." He kissed Adam even more deeply than he had that morning. Their tongues tangled together.
Adam moaned into the kiss. Nothing had felt so right since his first real kiss with Bret. This was even more spiritual. It awakened his soul from its lonely state. He felt alive, truly alive for the first time since Bret's death.
Shawn was utterly lost in his feelings of desire for the younger man. Adam woke up his long forgotten feelings of what it was like to be the top in a relationship; he liked it. Shawn pulled Adam in even closer, so that now the younger man straddled his lap.
Adam's hands went around Shawn's neck as Shawn's hands traveled up Adam's back. Their kiss became more impassioned as it continued.
Shawn pulled back and looked into Adam's eyes. Adam's hazel eyes were half lidded and filled with desire, desire for him. If Shawn could look in a mirror, he would have seen the same thing in his own turquoise eyes.
The intensity in Shawn's eyes drew Adam in like a moth to a flame. He'd never felt such intense desire, not even from Bret. Was it possible that Shawn was his true soul mate? If so, where did it put Bret? He'd loved Bret with his whole heart. How would Bret feel about him being the man he'd considered his best friend?
Shawn could see the wheels in Adam's mind churning like a fully loaded train going up hill with no steam. He reached up and brushed a stray strand of moonlit silver/gold hair from Adam's brow.
"What's going on in that mind of yours, darlin'? You can tell me anything, you know this... are you... is it Bret?" Shawn asked as Adam, still across his lap, laid his head on Shawn's shoulder with a nod.
"I loved him, so damn much, Shawnnie. I feel things with you on a level I didn't have with him. How can I... what if..." Adam bit his lip. He just couldn't say it.
Shawn hugged Adam. "It's alright, baby. You need some time to think about things?" He wanted to tell Adam about Bret invading his dreams but Adam had to work it out for himself. As hard as it was, Shawn had to show tough love, in a way. It had to be Adam's choice. He wouldn't force himself on any one, especially Adam.
Adam sniffed. "You'll think I'm a tease. I don't want that. I could have sex with you right here right now, but I... can anything not be confusing? Do you hate me?" He cast Shawn a guilty look. He really felt bad.
Shawn gave Adam a soft moonlit smile. "I could never hate you, darlin'. Nice to know about the other, cause I could take you right here and now. You are so beautiful. Adam, you have to make up your own mind. I want to try this, but I want you to come to my bed because you want it too; of your own free will. Not because you feel you owe it to me, understand? You know Bret wanted you to be happy. You need to do what makes you happy. Take your time. This won't affect anything between us, I promise." He looked deep into Adam's eyes. He wanted Adam to understand.
Adam nodded. "I understand, Shawn. I'm so... confused. One moment I think everything is fine, then the next, I start to feel guilty. I know it sounds stupid, but I wish I could talk to Bret." He let out a deep sigh.
Shawn stroked Adam's back gently. "After Buffalo, we have four days off. I know you wanted to go the ranch, but how would you like to go to Calgary? Visit Bret's grave, talk to him. You wanted to check the stone anyway. I can go with you or you could go alone. Or I bet Jay would go with you. Or, we can just do as we planned and hide out at the ranch." He held Adam close, this too had to be Adam's choice. Adam had to start making decisions.
Adam's eyes lit up. "You'd... Calgary? You'd go with me? Instead of the ranch? You'd... do that for me? But.. wait... you need to go to the ranch, it would be rude for me to keep you from that. I can... go.. alone." He hated saying those words. He could go alone, but he didn't want to. Maybe Jaybird would go with him.
Shawn kissed the top of Adam's head as it rested on his shoulder. "Darlin' if I didn't want to go, I wouldn't have offered. I'd like to see the stone and talk to Bret myself. The good thing is, from Calgary, we go to Seattle for Raw, that's an easy flight. I just don't want you to feel obligated to ask me to go. You can go alone if you'd rather.
Adam shook his head, almost violently. "No, I want you to go. I couldn't bear going to the cemetery alone. But Shawn, you have just as much right to say no. You can make decisions too." He remained seated astride Shawn's lap, Adam was perfectly content.
Even though Shawn was shorter and slighter than Adam, it didn't matter. In Adam's eyes, Shawn was the size of André the Giant, that's why he was so comfortable.
Shawn ran his fingers through Adam's hair. "I did decide, darlin'. As I said, I want to see the stone and have my own talk with Bret. So it's settled. We'll fly up to Calgary on Tuesday, then on to Seattle on Saturday or Sunday. I think we'd better get back to the hotel, it's getting late. However, I sure enjoyed this. We should be impromptu more often." Shawn whispered softly in Adam's ear.
"Comfy... sleep here. Shawnnie bear, cozy." Adam gave a sleepy yawn. He really could stay right where he was.
Shawn gave a soft laugh. "If I didn't have back issues, I'd carry you. Come on, darlin'. Lets go to our nice comfy beds."
"Mean Shawnnie... no, not really. I do love you, my friend." Adam finally moved, but before he did, he kissed Shawn's lips softly.
Shawn returned the small kiss. Even the short, sweet kisses seemed to sing to their souls. Adam got off Shawn's lap. Hand in hand they walked back to the truck
Shawn opened the passenger door for Adam. He shut it, then walked around to the driver's side. Before he got in, Shawn took one last look at the lake and inhaled the fresh night air. He got in the truck and drove back to the hotel.
In the morning, Adam was up first for a change, mainly because he'd tossed and turned all night. He was dressed and ready to run by the time Shawn woke up.
"Mornin', Shawnnie bear." Adam said with a smile as he sat on the edge of his bed to tie his shoes.
Shawn gave a deep, morning voiced chuckle. "Mornin', darlin'. Well, I guess I'd better get my aging ass in gear. Couldn't sleep?" Shawn sat up and rubbed his eyes.
"How... Oh... I give up. No, not much. I don't know why. I wasn't upset or anything. My cheek hurt though, still does." Adam rubbed his face gently. The place where Drew had belted him was deeply bruised, and slightly swollen. He sighed.
"We'll ice it later. You don't have to run if you're tired, darlin'. Oh wait..." Shawn got out of bed and went to his suit case. He found what he searched for. "Here, I remembered I still had some of my acacia cream. Don't bother with it now though, you'll just sweat it off, if you run. Gimme a few to get dressed." Shawn bent down and gave Adam a very quick peck on the lips.
"Yeah, I will run. Gotta burn off that dinner last night. Oh, since I couldn't sleep, I booked our flight from Buffalo. We leave at three, in the afternoon. We have a two hour lay over in Chicago. We will get to Calgary around nine. First class. Hope it's okay?" Adam reported as Shawn dressed for running.
"Sounds fine to me. I guess if I offer to pay for my ticket, it will be pointless? I'll take care of Calgary to Seattle; fair is fair." Shawn now sat on his bed and put on his own running shoes.
Adam laughed. "You're right, it will be pointless and um... I already booked Calgary to Seattle... I was going to save that news for later. No, don't even offer to pay. Shawn, I'm serious, thank you. I think going to Bret's grave will help. You understand that and I appreciate it. Buying two plane tickets is a minor thanks. And don't forget, I'm taking you to that restaurant that overlooks the falls. I took ma there once for her birthday, it's wonderful." Adam wrapped a towel around his neck, grabbed two small bottles of water and tossed one to Shawn.
"Thanks, darlin'. Yes, I remember. I'm looking forward to it. Adam, you don't have to thank me. However, I do appreciate you buying the tickets. We can run, have breakfast, shower, pack, then shuffle off to Buffalo." Shawn laughed and Adam groaned at the tired, old joke.
Shawn set an easier paced run for Adam. The blond wasn't used to running as much as Shawn. For Shawn, running out in nature was better than a stinky, hot, humid gym.
Adam liked running, but he preferred a full workout. That's why he had things like the tire and sledgehammer in the garage back in Asheville, so he could be outdoors sometimes.
Shawn led Adam on a good five mile run through the small park close to the hotel. When they finished, they ordered breakfast from room service. While they waited, Shawn took a shower. Adam decided to shower after breakfast, he wanted to eat his eggs while they were hot.
After breakfast, while Adam showered, Shawn put all their dirty clothes in a laundry bag. They would need to do laundry once they got to Buffalo.
When Adam came out of the bathroom, he had both their shower kits. "You forgot this, Shawnnie bear." Adam handed Shawn his leather kit.
"Thanks, darlin'. We have to find a laundromat. I put your dirty things in the bag with mine. Better not put this bag in the truck cab... those workout clothes stink worse than Pepe Le Pew." Shawn laughed as he tossed the laundry bag towards the door.
Adam laughed but said nothing as carefully folded his dress shirt. He used to put his suits in a garment bag, but hanging them in a car was a pain. He discovered if he gave the seamstresses backstage a flirty smile, they would steam press his suits and shirts. The last thing Adam packed was the case with all his precious sunglasses.
At one thirty, Adam pulled the truck out of the hotel parking lot. He headed for Interstate 90. It would take just under three hours to get to Buffalo.
It was a beautiful day, however they did see evidence of the previous nights terrible storm. They passed houses where a bit of damage showed, and there were a few knocked down trees.
"I guess we got lucky. that's the closest I've been to a tornado touch down." Adam stated as they passed several storm torn trees.
"Worse I ever saw was Joplin. We saw the storm damage on TV. We took several cases of water and food to the Red Cross tent they had set up in Joplin. It was total devastation, whole houses just gone... nothing but a cement slab left. But you know, they had such as sense of community, helping each other. People can be amazing when they want to be." Shawn spoke thoughtfully as he remembered that horrible yet wonderful day.
"I remember seeing that on TV as well. Shawn... why does God let bad things happen? That's why I get so confused about religion." Adam glanced over At Shawn. He did indeed have a confused look in his hazel eyes.
Shawn sighed deeply. "Oh darlin', that's so hard to answer. Jesus told us there would be suffering in this world, and he spoke only the truth. God gave man free will. Some men and women chose to do horrible things. We are not puppets on strings controlled by God. As for natural disasters, the earth is its own power. As bad as they are, things like storms cleanse the earth. You just have to have faith. If we don't ever have bad in our lives, then the achievement of good would be meaningless. There is good, so their must be evil." He shrugged. It wasn't much of an answer, but it was the best he had.
Adam nodded slightly. "Makes more sense than any reason I can come up with. You're right, we do have free will... I have to learn how to make decisions, then not whiffle like I tend to do. I have to start trusting myself, don't I?"
Shawn chuckled. "And you just whiffled again. But yes, you do. You made the decision to come back to work. So you know you can do it. I have to be better too, we all do. Oh, I didn't tell you, Seth decided he wants a new house. Hunter is going to sell our Florida house." Shawn let his words fade. He wasn't thrilled about living in Florida, but he'd liked the house. He'd been happy there with Hunter, most of the time, at least.
Adam reached over and laid his right hand on Shawn's thigh. He squeezed gently in silent support. He knew the divorce was harder than Shawn let on. Shawn laid his hand on top of Adam's and laced their fingers together. He appreciated the support and comfort the younger man offered.
As they sped along toward Buffalo, Shawn and Adam chatted. Mostly about ideas for exchanges they could make during RAW on Monday night. They would have to run the ideas through the rest of the creative team but Shawn figured they would get their way.
Adam pulled into the First Niagara Center Arena in Buffalo. The last time Adam had been here the building had been called the HSBC Arena. A lot of major changes had been made.
The Harbor Center Building now sat next to the arena. You could go from one building to the other via a covered, elevated walk way. The Harbor Center housed two hockey rinks, a Marriott Hotel, retail stores, restaurants, an IMPACT training center, and a vast parking garage. The WWE were staying at the Marriott Hotel on site.
Adam parked the truck in the section of the parking garage that had been set aside strictly for the WWE. Several guards patrolled the area. Adam and Shawn had to show two forms of ID before they were even allowed to turn off the engine.
Adam took their bags out of the truck while Shawn spoke in private to the head of security. Shawn had a smirk on his lips when he rejoined Adam at the elevators.
Adam's brow arched. "What did you do?"
Shawn winked. "Lets just say, a certain Scotsman will regret it if he shows up anywhere near..." He paused and caressed Adam's cheek. "You're safe, darlin'."
Adam leaned into Shawn's caress. "Thank you." His reply was simple, but heartfelt. "Hey, Shawnnie bear, will you check us in... I don't want... you know..." Adam pointed to his badly bruised cheek.
"Of course. We need to ice it and put more acacia cream on it." Shawn spoke softly as they entered the elevator.
Adam waited in a corner of the lobby of the hotel. He could see that Shawn looked rather concerned as Adam met the Texan at the next bank of elevators, the one that would take them up to the room.
Shawn spoke. "Well, we have a nice suite. Kitchenette, living room, wonderful view of Lake Erie, but there is a problem. There is only one king sized bed. I don't mind getting a roll-away bed." He wasn't sure what Adam would think.
Adam shook his head. "Why? We can sleep in the same bed. We've done it before. It's not like you did it on purpose to get into my pants. Worry about the big things, at least that's what Bret always told me." They stepped out of the elevator onto the top floor of the hotel. The top two floors had also been reserved for the WWE.
"You're right, and so was Bret. We're the first ones here. I'm surprised. Vince must have made a side trip back to Stamford." Shawn stated as they walked the hallway.
When they stepped into the room, Adam smiled. The room was cheerfully decorated in soft creams and light browns. The huge windows gave a lovely view of Lake Erie and the Buffalo River.
"Better than average. Look at that view. Makes me want to go fishing." Shawn sighed. He did miss being able to fish and just be outdoors.
"Well... you know... we have the rest of today and tomorrow. Why don't we just rent a boat and some equipment and go fishing?" I'll bet the hotel will pack us a picnic basket." Adam suggested as he put his bags down at the foot of the bed.
Shawn's entire face lit up. "You're right. Why not? We'll do it tomorrow, get an early start. Why does it make me feel like a wicked schoolboy doing a skip day?" He laughed as he began to unpack his bags.
The room had a sitting area with a sofa and chair along with a nice desk. The kitchenette had a coffee maker, microwave and a mini fridge. There was a large TV on the wall, radio-alarm clock, and the other usual things. Both Shawn and Adam put their clothes in the dresser. Somehow, doing that always made it feel a bit more homey, rather than just living out of a suitcase.
Adam picked up the phone. He arranged for their laundry to be picked up and washed. "They offer the service, might as well use it." He spoke firmly, he hated doing laundry above all household chores.
Shawn laughed. "Better give a good tip, those gym clothes stink. I'll see about arrangements for tomorrow in a bit." He went into the bathroom and closed the door.
Adam kicked off his shoes, undid the button of his jeans and laid down on the huge bed. His hands were behind his head. Adam was tired, the lack of sleep, their run and the driving finally got to him.
Shawn smiled when he came out of the bathroom. Adam had fallen asleep. He looked so relaxed and peaceful. Shawn sat down on the sofa with the packet of brochures the hotel had placed on the desk. Maybe he could find out about a fishing boat.
Shawn did find what he looked for. He left a note for Adam and went downstairs to make the arrangements for tomorrow at the front desk. He always did that type of thing in person, eye to eye contact, less chance of an error that way.
When Shawn got back to the room, Adam hadn't moved. Shawn grabbed his Bible and sat on the sofa to read and study while Adam slept.
When Adam finally woke from his nap, he and Shawn went down to the Tim Horton's to have a bite of dinner. Shawn filled Adam in on the plans he'd made for their fishing trip. Latter they managed to pass a peaceful nights sleep, each man on his own side of the bed.
Shawn and Adam were up with the sun the next morning. They were soon out on their rented boat on beautiful Lake Erie. Shawn drove to a quiet cove and soon cast out his line. Adam stripped down to his skimpy black swim trunks... well, Speedo. He oiled himself down and laid across the back decking of the boat.
Shawn tried not to think dirty thoughts as Adam's long, beautiful, barely covered body lay glistening in the sun. He was just happy to see Adam so relaxed.
Adam tried not to think dirty thoughts as he watched a shirtless Shawn cast his rod. The movements made Shawn's muscles ripple and flex as he worked the rod and reel. He was just happy to see Shawn so relaxed.
Adam got a nice, deeper, more even tan and Shawn caught and released six nice fish and had also increased his tan. When they handed in the boat, Shawn gave the rental guy a dirty look and a low growl. The man had stared at Adam with pure lust as the blond had slipped on his tee shirt and shorts. The rental guy backed off when he looked at Shawn.
After they showered and cleaned up, Adam and Shawn left for their dressy dinner at the Terrapin Grille Falls View Restaurant. It had changed since Adam had been there. Totally refreshed and redecorated, it looked completely different.
Both men were breathless. The restaurant had huge plate glass, floor to ceiling windows. The restaurant looked out directly over Niagara Falls. Adam had reserved a table by a window, at a hefty rate.
"This is spectacular, darlin'." Shawn spoke in a low whisper across the table. He wore a dark brown suit with a cream colored button down and light brown tie. Shawn had on his dress cowboy boots and his dress cowboy hat rested on an empty chair next to him.
Adam grinned. He wore a navy blue suit, with a stark white button down and a navy and light blue striped tie. It set off his tan perfectly. "Glad you like it. Wait till later, when the lights come on."
Both men opted for the charbroiled lamb chops with vegetables, baked beans and a salad. When it came time to order dessert, the lights of the falls came on. Everyone in the full restaurant gasped in awe at the spectacle. The falls looked like a colorful rainbow as the water of the Niagara River tumbled over the rim of rocks that created the falls.
The couple enjoyed their dessert of Crème Brulèe and blueberry hot tea. They lingered over the dessert and admired the beauty of the falls.
Adam drove them back to the hotel. The WWE section of the parking deck had filled up as the last stragglers wandered in. However, they didn't see anyone as they headed towards their room.
"Bet they are all in Xavier's room playing video games. Boy, that dinner was fantastic. Did you enjoy it, Shawnnie bear?" Adam asked as they went into their room
Shawn didn't speak, he demonstrated. He grabbed Adam with a lustful growl and pulled him in for a sizzling, tongue tangling kiss. Adam moaned as his arms went around Shawn's neck. Shawn's hands rested on Adam's hips. Again, their souls exploded in joy and contentment.
The kiss was broken by a knock at the door. Both men gave the door a very dirty look. Shawn sighed and answered the knock. "Sorry to bother you. The clerk forgot to give you these. They are for Mister Copeland-Hart. Again, sorry to disturb." The assistant clerk gave Shawn two folded pieces of paper with Adam's name written on them.
Adam had moved to the bed to remove his tie and dress shoes. Shawn stood over him. "Messages for you. Clerk forgot to give them to us." He bent down and kissed Adam again, then went to the bathroom, sleeping pants in hand.
Adam looked at the first note. "Tried to call you you a few times at the hotel. I forgot to get your new cell number. Thought we were supposed to meet today? Call me. Jeff." He also had his phone number on the paper.
Adam sighed, he'd forgotten about Jeff. He'd call him tomorrow. The second note surprised Adam. "Hi love. I wondered if we could meet for coffee before the show tomorrow? Let me know, call me at..." the note was from Wade Barrett.
Shawn came out of the bathroom wearing only his sleeping pants. Adam handed him the two notes. "Read, I'm going to change." With a sigh, Adam grabbed his sleeping pants and headed to the bathroom.
Shawn read the notes. He was sad, whom would Adam chose? Wade would be good for Adam. He felt fairly sure Adam would not chose Jeff. Shawn wanted the choice to be himself. However, Shawn declared it had to be Adam's choice.
Shawn crawled into his side of the bed. He looked up when Adam came out of the bathroom. He could tell Adam had put some acacia cream on his bruised face.
Adam slipped into the bed. "I was so happy, Shawn. Now I have to chose again. I hate this... It's confused me all over again." He pulled the covers up over his head.
Shawn chuckled just a bit. "You can't hide, darlin'. You already decided about Jeff. You can do it." He tried to sound helpful instead of sad and a bit jealous.
Adam whimpered, it was all so confusing!