CHAPTER 36

"Hey B….you got a minute?" Jeff asked over the phone.

"Awwwww, look who found time to call his best friend….aren't you the sweetest?" Blaine said in a sickeningly sweet voice, dripping with sarcasm. "You've been back home for days and it took you this long to call me? I see how it is…" he said, harassing Jeff. "And where are you calling from? I almost didn't answer."

"I'm at work, and I think I left my cell in the car. I've been….a little…B, I need your advice." Jeff said quietly. Suddenly Blaine was on full alert, knowing that tone of voice meant that something wasn't right.

"Jeff, what's wrong? Are you ok?" he said, sitting up on his sofa and muting the tv.

"I dunno…I'm kinda thinking I did something stupid and I need to know how to fix it. Help?" he squeaked.

"Bud, you know I'm here for ya, no matter what. So tell me what's going on! I haven't even gotten to hear about your amazing weekend and suddenly it sounds like it all went down the drain. So spill." Blaine demanded. "From the beginning, please. It may help me understand better, not to mention I'm a really nosy bastard who has to live vicariously through you because my date is terrified of me." He deadpanned.

"He….what? I'm confused." Jeff said, scrunching up his nose. "Kurt's afraid of you? Why?" Jeff asked.

"Ok, nope, you first. Start when you left the bar and tell me what's going on, ok?" Blaine prompted. Jeff began talking, and he told Blaine everything that had happened, everything he and Nick had talked about, everything he felt for Nick, and what he had thought Nick might have been feeling for him as well. He told Blaine about Terrance, Phillip, Nick's dad, about Edwin at the airport and finally about their text messages this morning…and then Nick's quick disappearing act.

"So I'm afraid I really messed up, Blaine. He just….damn it, it was like he couldn't get away fast enough! If we'd been on the phone talking, I know he would have done that static sound and said he was going through a tunnel or something and pretended that the call dropped. I really, really like him, Blaine…I mean…I love the guy. Seriously, so much. I can't lose him because I said something too soon. I need to do damage control and quickly!" Jeff said, sounding desperate. Blaine thought he may have also heard a little hiccup noise indicating that Jeff wasn't holding up quite as well as he pretended to be.

"Have you thought about just telling him 'look Nick, it's a figure of speech, I didn't mean it like that', even though we both know you did?" Blaine asked.

"I asked him if it was too late to brush it off as light hearted and fun…and he just said 'No….I….no.' I don't know what that means, Blaine! Then he bolted like he'd been stung. So here I am, at work, totally can't concentrate. I had the absolute best weekend of my life with the most gorgeous and amazing man I've ever met…"

"Hey!" Blaine giggled. "I resent that!"

"You know what I mean!" Jeff laughed. "..and now he's freaked out because I'm an idiot without a filter! What the hell was I thinking, Blaine?!" he wailed into the phone. "Jesus, and now I'm at work, in my office, totally freaking out because I've ruined it and I've spent the whole morning trying to do damage control in my mind."

"Ok, first, you have to calm down. You don't KNOW that he didn't have something important come up suddenly. Although the timing is off and weird, it could have happened that way. Give him time…wait until tonight and see if he calls or something. Then tell him what you told me. Tell him you don't want to mess this up, that you truly care about him and it just sort of floated out of your face and you're totally ok with him not saying it back or feeling that strongly yet. You can't STOP loving him because you don't think he's ready for it, Jeff. That would be counterproductive and there's no time for that. We're not in grade school anymore. You can't just write him a note and make it all better….and there are better forms of communication now. Many kinds….so use one of them." He grinned into the phone.

"I can't call him from work. If things go badly I'll be here with the kids and I can't fall apart in front of them. I'll wait until this evening when I get home. Thanks, B. I appreciate the pep talk." Jeff said, resigned.

"You ok now?" Blaine asked.

"As Ok as I can be, I suppose." Jeff said back dejectedly.

"Then I have a question if we' re done with the depressing stuff."

"Ok, shoot?" Jeff said, walking right into Blaine's word traps.

"How's he in bed?" he snickered, trying to lighten the mood.

"OH MY GOD, BLAINE! Really? THAT'S what you want to know after this whole conversation? Geez, man!" Jeff said, truly sounding offended for about 5 whole seconds. He recovered quickly, though. "We uhm….we didn't actually….there was no….uh…." Jeff stammered.

"Spit it out, Jeff."

"Ok, yeah, I did that a few times…."

"What? OH! JEFFREY!" Blaine said, laughing now.

"Alright, that's a lie. I didn't spit." He giggled into the phone. Blaine outright laughed now. "Blaine, he's….there's so much I have to tell you, but it has to wait. There's so much about him, but it's a long story…" Jeff began.

"If you're making a pun here with the 'long' story thing, I don't find it humorous, Jeff!"

"BLAINE! For God's sake man, be serious for just one minute!" Jeff laughed.

"Ok, ok. I'm sorry. I can be serious. Does he have a seriously big…."

"BLAINE! Dude….I'm so hanging up on you! This conversation is over! I'll call you later when I'm home." Jeff said, sniggering still, but trying to sound offended and put off.

"Ok, I'm sorry. I'll behave. Call me later, though, and let me know if you've heard from him. If not, I plan to kick his ass tonight at work!" Blaine told him.

"You know what's funny?" Jeff asked. "When I was at Dalton, I was best friends and roommates with this guy, you might know him…he was so unbelievably dapper and sweet…innocent and kind. What the hell happened to that guy, anyway? Do you remember him?" Jeff laughed.

"Yeah…I remember him, vaguely. I think he grew up a little, planted his feet on the ground and took off running, never to look back at that shy, blushing, innocent boy again. He's probably still trying to figure out if it was a good move or not." Blaine grinned. Jeff snorted out a laugh.

"I'll call you, and Blaine? The boy could suck the chrome off a trailer hitch. Pretty sure I've died and gone to heaven." Jeff giggled, then hung up. Blaine sat there a little dumbfounded, and truth be told, a bit jealous.

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8:27a from Nick: When's your free period today, babe?

9:12a from Nick: Jeff? Can you at least tell me that much? You ok? About what you said….it's ok. I'm …yeah.

9:45a from Nick: Babe, please say something. You sounded off this morning and I need to know you're ok, please.

10:17a from Nick: Jeff, please just let me know you're alright….I'm getting a little worried.

10:54a from Nick: Ok, we'll play the game your way. I can do silence as well, although I'd prefer not to. I feel kinda sick now, Jeff.

11:15a from Nick: Ready or not.

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Kurt sat on an overturned empty plaster bucket in what would become his office. An old door laying atop two saw horses was his makeshift desk, and the desk was littered with catalogs that he'd rifled through all afternoon. Some of the items shown were clearly out of, what he considered, their price range, and he was getting frustrated trying to coordinate pieces from the catalogs that he did like, as they were clearly not of the same craftsmanship.

"Any luck?" David said, sticking his head into the walled off area. Kurt sat by the light of the huge windows and gave him a hesitant smile.

"Some….I'm just too picky for my own good I think. I mean, it's a desk after all, not an altar. I'll be working on it, and it just has to be functional, right? But my taste is expensive and I'm…" he began.

"Ok, I'll tell you what. How about you mark everything you'd put in here if there were no budget, and I'll have Irene find a similar piece just like it? I'm sure she has more catalogs to choose from at home. How does that sound? Then she can have cut sheets sent and you can just yes or no them? Do you have a preferred finish in mind?" David asked.

Kurt considered the long rope of wood finish chips in front of him and smiled. "Seriously, David, do you even KNOW me? Of course I do!" Kurt laughed. "And for that matter, I've tagged everything I've fallen in love with in pink Post Its….so that's what I want her to find…only in a price range that won't give me a heart attack if possible?"

"Consider it done! Now, how about some lunch? I'm famished, and I've found a deli around the corner that has the best corned beef on rye I've ever had in my bazillion years! Join me?" David said grinning.

"Love to!" Kurt smiled back, leaving the catalogs on the discarded door.

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2:23p from David: Hey B, you 'round?

2:24p from Blaine: Hey man, I was just going to call you. You home? I talked to Jeff today and he sounds a little…frantic. Have you talked to him?

2:25p from David: This morning, yeah. I guess he told you about the text?

2:25p from Blaine: He did, and he's really worried about it. I don't know Nick nearly as well as Jeff does, but I don't see him fleeing in distress over this. LOL But I hate to see J so upset L

2:27p from David: Agreed. He's head over heels for that guy, Blaine. You should see his face when he's texting him and he thinks I'm not paying attention. He's so lit up from the inside it's almost humorous to watch his face!

2:29p from Blaine: I'll talk to Nick at work tonight and see what's going on. I don't want to pry into their relationship, but he's my best friend, so I feel obligated to do….something. Although I don't know what the right something is.

2:31p from David: Sounds like a plan. Keep me updated? I'm leaving for Atlanta in about 20 minutes, but I'll have my phone. Gotta run, someone's at the door. Peace out!

2:32p from Blaine: Safe trip, man!

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"Kurt, I know that there's quite the age gap between the two of us, but there have been several times that I've said something and you've reacted….differently…than I thought you would. Am I making you uncomfortable asking about your personal life? I surely don't mean to, and if I am, I hope you'll tell me that's an off limits subject. I can respect that without any difficulty." David told him over lunch.

Kurt closed his eyes and sighed long and loud. "David, it's SO not you, believe me. It's me. I'm a little….." he sighed again. "You know I've only been here a short time in New York, right?" Kurt asked. David nodded. "Well, I kind of came here because I've always wanted to…but I also came here because I was, for the most part, running away." He said, dropping his eyes to the table.

"Running away from…?" David prompted.

"A relationship that ended badly….very, very badly. Three weeks in the hospital badly." He said softly. "He um….things weren't working out, and I tried to walk away gracefully….he wasn't having it. Long story short, he nearly killed me….after….um….he se-…..he uh…he assaulted me. Only by the grace of God did the police officers show up when they did, otherwise I'd be six feet under right now." Kurt said, sadly.

"Kurt, I….I'm…..I don't know what to say! I'm so unbelievably sorry, I had no idea!" David breathed out, clearly surprised by the new information.

"I have a very hard time with…um….with touching…with anyone touching me, actually, and I sort of shut down and panic. I'm seeing someone, a Doctor, about my issues, but….well, it's doesn't make for very interesting date gossip." He said sadly, but with a grin. "So no, it's not you. I don't have issues talking about my personal life, but it's a little odd to say the least."

"And here I am, asking about your goodnight kiss. I'm an idiot, Kurt. I'm so sorry. I meant nothing by it, but I should mind my own business! I feel like such a rat!" David muttered.

"Clearly you had no idea, and there was, actually, a goodnight kiss, and it was spectacular…until he slid his arm around my waist and I freaked out. I'm hurting him, David, I know I am, but…..he's so wonderful about it. He always feels badly for making me uncomfortable, and I always feel like an ass for making him feel badly. I don't know how this is going to work out. I truly don't."

"So I'm assuming you've spoken to him about the issues. He knows the whole story? He's aware of what sets you off?" David asked.

"Yeah, I mean, I've been totally honest with him from the beginning, but…it doesn't make it any easier. He's a very touchy-feely person, and, as he said, it's almost physically painful for him to not be himself around me. I feel that I've ruined it before it's begun, you know?"

"Kurt, I don't know a whole lot about him, in fact, only what you've told me. If he's half as understanding as you say he is, I'm certain he'll work with you on this. I, for one, think you're worth it!" David said with a big smile. "That being said, is there anything I can do to help?"

"Just listening today…that's been helpful. I feel I've almost disconnected from Rachel since I moved into my apartment. We got along well while I was living with her, but her schedule is so crazy that we rarely have time to talk on the phone. And my step brother, Finn, he works until all hours of the morning, so he's sleeping while I'm awake. There are some things you just can't easily talk about with your dad, I guess. So yes, I appreciate that you just sat here and listened to me ramble!" Kurt laughed.

"I'm all ears. I'm here any time you need someone to rant to, Kurt. Believe me, I know some things are really very hard to get past. I've had my share of things like that in my life that have shaped the man I am today." David said, giving Kurt an encouraging smile. "But I have to tell you, the feeling of overcoming those fears and leaving behind the things holding me back….well, it's 100 times greater than the fear. Don't let this shape you, Kurt. Learn from it, take what you can from it, but don't hold on to it. Let it go if you can, put it in its place, and move forward. Don't miss out on your future because of something you can't change in your past!"

"Thank you….really. I'm going to write that down. Truly, they're words to live by. I appreciate it, David." Kurt said, smiling.

"Ok, then. I'm back to the loft to meet Irene. You coming back?"

"No, I'm going home to sketch. I saw a woman on the street this morning in the most god-awful dress. I wanted to yank her into my apartment and alter that rag so badly. But, in the midst of my horror, I had an epiphany!" Kurt grinned widely. "So, I need to get it sketched out. Please let me know what Irene comes up with as far as furniture if you will. I'll come back as soon as you need me, just give me a buzz." Kurt said, picking up the check on their table.

"I asked YOU to lunch, Kurt, I can take care of the bill!" David argued.

"Today it's on me. Don't tell anyone, but my boss is amazingly generous, and I can afford to pay for lunch, no worries." Kurt grinned mischievously. He paid the check and the two men walked outside. Once on the sidewalk, David said goodbye and turned to go back to the loft. Kurt was headed in the opposite direction. At the last minute, he turned and yelled out to David, who turned to see what Kurt wanted.

"Thank you….really. Just….thanks. For everything." Kurt smiled.

"Any time, Kurt. Any time." David said, then waved as he turned the corner.

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"Ok, guys, I think that'll do for today." Jeff said, tiredly. He was clearly not himself, and even more clearly not into the rehearsal.

"What's a matter, Mr. Sterling? You look sad today?" Jeremy commented as Jeff halted practice and sat on the edge of the stage.

Jeff gave him an encouraging smile and ruffled his hair. "Leave it to you to notice, buddy." He grinned.

"I always know when someone's sad. It's not hard to see. What made you sad today?" he asked.

"Well, Jer, there's this thing called a "filter" that lets your brain go over what's coming out of your mouth before it actually comes out…and apparently mine's broken." Jeff grinned.

"Mine too. My mom says I need to work on that. She said it's not ok to tell everyone in church that I farted." Jeff laughed out loud at that.

"Ya know, she probably has a point, bud. A soft, polite 'excuse me' would probably be better, don't you think?" Jeff asked, smiling.

"Maybe, but it's not near as fun to watch Mrs. Henderson's face if I say THAT. It turns all purple and stuff. You should see it, it's awesome!" Jeremy laughed. "So did you tell someone you farted?"

"Errr….no…no, that's not it. I told someone about my feelings and I think maybe I shouldn't have." Jeff explained.

"Nana says it's ok to have feelings and that if you hold them inside sometimes they're gonna blow up…and maybe at the wrong time."

"I think that kinda happened to me this morning, buddy. It wasn't the right time for me to say what I said." Jeff smiled.

"What did you say?" Jeremy asked. Jeff laughed. Kids were always curious and had no concept of boundaries.

"I said I love you…." Jeff half choked out. "And I don't think it was the right time." Jeremy considered this for a minute, not saying anything. He leaned his head over on Jeff's arm from his seat on the stage next to him.

"I didn't think it was ever wrong to tell someone that?" he said, questioning. "Doesn't everyone wanna hear that?"

Jeff was so choked up he couldn't answer. Jeremy's mom had walked in, and she was the last to pick up a child that day. Jeff grabbed his bag and headed home.

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Unlocking the door, Jeff stepped inside and dropped his bag in the chair nearest the entry. He stretched his arms up and felt his bones pop and crack a bit, but it felt good nonetheless. Sighing, he headed for the kitchen to grab a drink, secretly hoping there was a beer in there somewhere. Opening the fridge, he saw that his prayers were answered and popped the top and took a long swig, letting it swirl in his mouth before swallowing it loudly and letting out a long "ahhhhhh…".

"Did you mean it?" came the voice from the doorway. Jeff nearly dropped the bottle and spun around to face whoever was in his apartment, and it clearly wasn't David.

"NICK?! What the….where did…?" Jeff stammered.

"Tell me, right now, please. Did you mean it. Don't think, just answer." Nick said, flatly. Jeff just stared at him, never breaking eye contact.

"Yeah….yeah, I meant it, and I'm sorry if that bothers you, but I can't….. mmmphhhff" was all he managed to get out before Nick's mouth was on his…devouring it.

"Say it again…." Nick whispered against his mouth, kissing at the corners of his lips, hands holding his face softly.

"I…" Jeff gasped out, his head still spinning. "I'm totally head over heels in love with you…" he said as coherently as possible. "…love you…" he said, still gasping and devouring Nick's mouth right back.

"God….oh God, Jeff….I love you, too. So much….I just….." he tried to speak, but was then sucked back into Jeff's embrace, mouths locking once again. "I should have told you before you left. I knew it then, I knew it the minute I saw you in the break room at the Dive. There were so many times I almost blurted it out over the weekend, but I was terrified I would scare you away and I….I…." Nick said, diving back in for another kiss, feeling Jeff's tongue probe between his lips. He parted them in silent invitation and Jeff didn't hesitate to take more. Nick had him securely pressed against the counter and their hands were soft, searching one another. With a long sigh, Jeff rested his forehead against Nick's, eyes closed and breathing heavy.

"My God, you crazy man, what are you even doing here!" he laughed.

"Jeff, you told me you were in love with me. At the same exact time, my dad stormed into my office and started ranting at me, and I didn't want you to have to sit through that. I tried to call you back, to text you, but you've been ignoring me all day….and I have to tell you, I don't do well with being ignored, especially when there are important discussions to be had with the most amazing man in my life!"

"Lost my phone somewhere between this morning and now…..I was thinking it's probably here somewhere in the apartment, because it's not in my car and it's not at work." Jeff said, laughing. "I could never ignore you, Nicky." He smiled.

Nick pulled out his phone and called Jeff's cell, hearing the muffled ring coming from the living room. They both meandered in that way and looked around, Jeff finally finding his phone in the sofa cushions where he'd tossed it this morning after the fateful text message exchange. Nick just shook his head at the beautiful blonde man before him, grinning from ear to ear.

"Ok, so um…can I see that and delete some of the texts I sent before you see 'em?" he asked.

"Um…no," Jeff said, snatching the phone away and taking off into the hallway trying to read his texts. He snickered over Nick's assumption that Jeff was ignoring him, and nearly teared up at the last couple, Nick clearly upset and not knowing what to do about it. "Ready or not?" He questioned Nick.

"Yeah…uh…here I come?" he grinned. "And here I am. Look at this guy…" Nick said, dragging Jeff to the framed mirror in the front entry. Jeff made a face at himself in the mirror, but stood still to hear what Nick had to say. "Look at him!" Nick laughed. "If that man said to you that he was in love with you, would you just let him hide from you the rest of the day? I couldn't…Jeff. I just…I needed to see you…to touch you." Nick said, the love in his eyes nearly breaking Jeff down.

"I wouldn't lose it over this guy…" he said moving away from the mirror, " but THIS guy…." Jeff said, dragging Nick into the mirror, hooking his chin on Nick's shoulder. "This guy is worth losing it over." He grinned. They stood that way for a moment, seeing themselves together, Jeff wrapping his arms around Nick's shoulders. Nick raised his hands to hold Jeff's and they just stood there staring into each other's eyes, smiling. "He's worth everything.…" Jeff whispered in Nick's ear.

"How'd you even get IN here?" Jeff asked later over dinner. They'd called for Chinese take out and were now sitting in the dining area, wolfing down Sweet and Sour Chicken, Lo Mein and eggrolls like there was no tomorrow.

"I think I just caught your roommate on his way out. Said he was on his way to the airport or something. I had to show him the photos of us this weekend on my phone to convince him I was legit and he could let me in. He wasn't too pleased to see me, that's for sure." Nick grimaced.

"He's uh…he's a little protective I guess. He was here this morning after the text messages and I was…well, I was a little shaken up and it was obvious. I think that's why I forgot about the phone, because I was asking for his advice and then he kissed me on the lips and shoved me out the door and my mind wasn't….."

"He WHAT? He….kissed you on….Jeff?" Nick said, looking appalled and maybe even a little angry. "Is there something I should…..should I be…?" he stammered out, unable to finish a sentence.

"No! No…" Jeff laughed. "He was being weird…silly, trying to get me out of my slump and into a better mood when I was leaving for work. That's absolutely NOT normal, in fact I sort of blurted out profanity and nearly burned the ears of small children that live in the next apartment complex when he did it…." Jeff laughed. "What time did you get here? I thought his flight was this morning?"

"Around 2:40 I think….I wasn't quite paying attention to the time, I just wanted to get here and see you. I needed to hear it in person." He smiled. Jeff blushed, as he almost always did. "So beautiful…." Nick murmured, still staring at Jeff's pink cheeks. Jeff's eyes were on the table and he was trying to hide his grin. "Hey…" Nick said, raising Jeff's chin. "Don't hide it from me. That's not fair. I flew all this way to see that smile…don't deny me the little pleasures in life, babe." Jeff's eyes fell shut and he just shook his head slowly.

"How do you do that? How do you make my insides go all crazy and….ugh!" Jeff sighed.

"Probably the same way you do it to me…" Nick grinned, still staring at Jeff across the table. "So…." He began, needing to bring the conversation back to normal. "Can I uh….can I stay here tonight? I mean, I can get a hotel if you want, I just thought…." He began.

"You're joking, right? Yeah, you can stay, goofball!" Jeff laughed. "Although I've warned you, we're clearly not in Kansas anymore….it's home, but it's not like your place, Nicky…"

"You're here, that makes it just right…just where I wanna be. So…um…while you go to work tomorrow I thought I'd scope out some property I've had my eye on down here, if that's ok?" Nick asked.

"You don't have to ask me, Nick….you're a big boy, you can do what you want." Jeff laughed. "Any other day I'd call off of work, but we have state standardized tests tomorrow…end of the school year stuff…and their program is coming up in theater and I need to have them rehearse since I couldn't really concentrate tonight…."

"Oh? Something on your mind?" Nick smirked.

"A little, maybe. A guy, actually…" Jeff teased.

"Anyone I know?" Nick asked, eyebrow raised.

"Doubt it…he's pretty cool though. Dude plays guitar, he's smart, he's funny, he's hotter than hell…he's…."

"Enough! I already don't like him!" Nick smirked again.

"He's in my dining room….." Jeff snorted. "He's the man I'm in love with….and I think he might like me back a little bit….but I'm not sure."

"Guy sounds like a bore. If you don't know if he likes you back you should dump his sorry ass and go out with me!" Nick snickered.

"Can't….I've fallen hard for him….he's perfect."

"You get tired of him, you let me know, then, ok?"

"Never…..now…if you don't mind, I need for the cynic to leave so I can pin the hottest man I know to the wall and do sinful things to his mouth." Jeff breathed out softly.

"Jesus Jeffie…" Nick moaned as Jeff straddled his lap, cupped his face in his hands and gently bit at Nick's bottom lip before slipping his tongue in between the amazingly soft lips . Jeff giggled. "What's funny? You're sitting in my lap and giggling….it's hard on a guy's ego, babe…." Nick teased.

"Best…" Kiss… "Chinese…." Kiss… "Food…" Kiss… "Ever…" Kiss…. "Your lips are scrumptious, baby…" Jeff purred. Nick giggled back and slipped his own tongue into Jeff's mouth, exploring and searching, feeling Jeff's body respond just as he wanted it to. His hands slid down to cup Jeff's ass, squeezing and kneading softly, wanting to pull Jeff as close to him as possible.

"I know it's only 7:30, but…..mmmmmm…" gasp….shift in the chair… "I really….really wanna move this somewhere more comfy….like…maybe your bed?" Nick whispered between kisses. All Jeff could manage was "mm hmm…k…"

Shifting off of Nick's lap, he grabbed his hand and pulled him down the short hallway to his bedroom before he stopped dead at the closed doorway. The way he'd left his room before going to Blaine's was basically a shambles. He'd returned only to practically dump his suitcase out on the floor and grab a few "still clean" things out of it. He'd left this morning with the room looking like a small explosion had happened, and he couldn't remember if he'd changed his sheets Thursday before he'd left or not? Holy crap…..

"Why are you taking me to David's room, Jeff? That's a little creepy, dude." Nick snickered, misreading the look on Jeff's face.

"Uhh….this is my room, but I'm sure it looks a wreck and I don't even want to open the door." Jeff said, blushing.

"Babe, it's ok, I saw David in here before he left. It's fine….if your room's a mess, we'll just use his and make sure we change the sheets again before he gets home….he'll be none the wiser, right?" Nick laughed.

"Again? He…he changed the sheets in here? You saw him do it?" Jeff asked.

"Yeah, when I got here, he looked like he was ready to walk out the door, suitcase in the foyer and whatnot….then he interrogated me for a bit, invited me in to have a seat, went back into his room, changed the sheets…I heard a lot of banging around in there, but whatever. What he does in here is his business…as long as it doesn't involve you!" Nick laughed, teasing.

"Ok, wait….just….stand right here for a minute, k?" Jeff asked, placing Nick out of view of the bedroom. He cracked the door to his room, then a giant smile broke out on his face. "David….you da man….I love you!" he crowed.

"Uh, still standing here…boyfriend, remember?" Nick huffed playfully. Jeff laughed.

Nicky, this IS my room. MY room….but David cleaned it up and changed my sheets for me when he realized…when you got here, because….when he…..cause he probably thought….." Jeff stumbled through his words. Nick just grinned widely at his blushing boyfriend.

"You're so damn cute when you get embarrassed. Because he figured we'd end up in bed together?" Nick teased. Jeff bit his bottom lip trying to keep his smile in check, but it didn't work. Instead he sauntered back over to Nick and leaned in for a soft kiss.

"Because I told him it's physically impossible for me to keep my hands off of your unbelievably amazing, sexy body….." he whispered in Nick's ear, gliding his palm down over Nick's fly.

"Bed. NOW…..oh God, please….." Was all Nick managed to get out before attacking Jeff's mouth again.

A/N Thanks to the girls for their constant advice and ideas...and for reading and critiquing before you guys ever see it...Janina, Liz, Shay...

Thank you for your reviews...and to the new readers, welcome aboard! :) We're glad to have you along!

And Shay, David's on his way! :)