CHAPTER 71

The Dive was busy and jam packed…but it was Saturday night, so it was expected. Shane was behind the bar tonight, actually doing his job instead of harassing Nick as he normally did. He'd complained to Mickey and Mac, stating that he was "attacked" by Nick and Jeff, but Mickey told him, in no uncertain terms, that he'd seen the video and he could either suck it up and learn to do the job or he could go find one somewhere else. For now, apparently, he chose to stay, but he was already giving Jeff nasty looks. Jeff didn't mind. When push came to shove, and it really had already, hadn't it….he was there with his boyfriend and his good friends and nothing was going to bring him down….certainly not Shane.

The music was loud and fun and everyone but Kurt took turns dancing with one another as the band played. Kurt was having a great time just watching, and when the guys took a break and Ron played some dance music, Blaine dragged Kurt on the floor and held him closely. It was the first time Kurt had been on the dance floor since he and Jeff had played their little joke on Nick and Blaine…and it had all gone horribly wrong. He wasn't about to give up this opportunity to show Blaine who was number one in his heart.

When the music changed, he slid up close behind Blaine and wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him in snugly and placing a smattering of soft kisses to Blaine's neck as they danced. Blaine had a hand on Kurt's hip and they were moving with the rhythm and the beat, making heads turn, because…yeah…that was Kurt. Shy Kurt. Blaine's Kurt. And wow…ok. Even Jeff was a bit surprised, and when Finn joined them at the bar to grab a drink, Jeff pointed them out and laughed at Finn's non-reaction.

"Oddly, I'm not really surprised. If you'd known Kurt back home, in college, before he started dating that asshole, Jackson, you'd know this is pretty light for him. Wait til he gets a few drinks in him and he'll be raising eyebrows….and other body parts…. all over the dance floor." Finn grinned.

"I've never seen him like this…it's like…I dunno, he's awakened from some bad dream and now that he's awake, he's going to prove to everyone it was only a dream or something. Look at that sexy ass….Blaine's one lucky man!" Jeff laughed, whooping and howling at them, causing them both to glance his way. Kurt may have been a bit more self-conscious now, but he wasn't going to let that stop him from enjoying himself… or Blaine…or their time on the dance floor.

Finn ordered drinks for everyone standing there, including Nick, Allyse, Joe and Jeff, and Shane reluctantly served them, giving each one a glare in turn when he set the glasses up on the bar. Blaine and Kurt had switched places and now Blaine was behind Kurt, arms wrapped securely around him as they kept up the grinding motions. Kurt turned to face Blaine and caught a glimpse of his friends at the bar. He was just about to motion to Jeff for him and Nick to join them when he saw something that didn't sit well.

"Wait…stop…" he said, shaking Blaine's arms off and darting away from him. Blaine was startled, but watched Kurt shove through the crowd before following him. Everyone was still laughing and joking around, so he was unsure why Kurt took off the way he had. Jeff picked up his glass to take a drink and Kurt screamed "DON'T!" high pitched and very loud, telling him not to drink it. He all but knocked the glass from Jeff's hand as the blonde sat, stunned, on his barstool, the rest of the band giving Kurt crazy looks.

"Don't drink it. That piece of shit put something in it!" Kurt said, pointing at Shane, who looked affronted.

"You're lying, I did not!" he said, face red with fury.

"You did, I saw you do it, and if you didn't, and the drink is perfectly fine, then YOU take a drink of it, jackass!" Kurt yelled. By now he was ready to dive across the bar and get his hands around that jerk's neck. Mac walked over, wanting to know what the issue was and Kurt explained. "Shane made a bunch of drinks and set them on the bar. When he saw which one was Jeff's he put something in it!" Kurt accused him.

"Mac, you know I'd never do that!" Shane argued, giving Kurt a harsh, nasty glare.

"It's fine, this is easily solved. Take a drink of it, then." He said, watching Shane's reaction. The man hesitated just a moment too long before Mac got angry. "What did you put in it?" he yelled, ready to remove him bodily.

"You know what, fuck you! I don't have to prove myself to you, or to any of you!" Shane yelled, glancing around him.

"If you didn't put anything in it, then take a drink." Nick stated calmly, although anyone could see he was trembling with fury.

Shane reached for the glass and threw it to the ground, shattering glass everywhere.

"I guess we'll never know, then, will we?" He smirked evilly, and Mac snapped.

"OUT. Get out. Get out of my bar and don't come back!" he said, getting the attention of one of the bouncers. "You're damn lucky I'm not calling the police!"

"You can't prove anything!"

"I have a witness who saw you do it, as well as your refusal to taste the drink in front of all these people. I don't think I need much more than that, do you? Do you want to test that theory? Get out!" Mac yelled. Mickey came up from the back, concern all over his face for the ruckus and he was wondering what the hell was going on.

As the bouncers removed Shane, the boys all looked down at their drinks wondering if anyone else's had been tampered with. Needless to say, none of them were in any great hurry to try them out. Mickey got the whole story, then dumped all of the drinks and started over, shaking his head. He'd known that boy was trouble from day one.

Jeff grabbed Kurt in a tight hug, thanking him over and over for stopping him from drinking the tainted booze. Kurt was still vibrating with anger and couldn't seem to come down from it.

"Hey…come here. Come with me…" Blaine said, taking Kurt's hand and tugging softly toward the same hallway they'd argued in the last time he'd been there. Kurt raised an eyebrow at him. "Trust me, Kurt?"

"Why this hallway, of all places?" Kurt asked.

"You're upset, and I want to hold you…but not in front of all those eyes. They all want what's mine, and I don't know if I've mentioned yet, but I don't share well with others." Blaine grinned.

"I know…I don't either. I guess that's good for both of us, then?" Kurt laughed.

"Yeah…. How 'bout you and I make a new memory in this hallway, hmmm?" he whispered in Kurt's ear, nipping at the earlobe and licking around the curves and dips. Kurt managed to mumble out a groan and Blaine pressed himself up close, flattening his body to Kurt's as he leaned against the wall. Kurt's arms went around his neck as he grabbed for Kurt's butt and yanked him forward.

"Mmmmm….like this much better than last time…" Kurt giggled.

"God you make me crazy….all I want to do is be with you…doesn't matter where or how or how long…just wanna….oh…mmm, that's nice….Just wanna be with you." Blaine purred in Kurt's ear.

Kurt's eyes were nearly rolling back in his head now from the way Blaine's hands were playing his body like an instrument. Hips rolled and hands grabbed making him a moaning mess. Blaine's hands were up under his shirt, running across his back with fingernails scraping as Kurt slid his knee between Blaine's legs. Blaine got the hint and followed suite, both of them rubbing and grinding until it was so hot between them that Kurt was almost lightheaded.

"Gotta stop, Blaine, or I'm….ohgod…B-Blaine…I'm gonna…I don't wanna come in these pants, B!" Kurt hissed out, panting heavily and totally blissed out of his mind.

"I'm sure I could take care of that mess for you? Unzip…." Blaine whispered to him.

"NOT HERE!" Kurt squeaked as Blaine fumbled for his zipper. "N-not here, honey….anybody could walk in at any minute and-" he began but was cut off when the door banged back and Finn strode into the hallway, nearly missing them altogether, but getting Kurt's point across nonetheless.

"Promise me later….?"

"Absolutely later…and it'll be better…I promise that as well." Kurt grinned, his sexy little dimple making itself known.

"Wanna taste you now, though."

"Dude, I know you're over there, I can hear you, and that's my freaking brother you're molesting. I may be slow on the uptake sometimes, but I'm NOT gonna miss that, so take it somewhere else…preferably HOME!" Finn grumbled, his face red from embarrassment. Blaine snickered, as did Kurt.

"I'm not being molested, Finn…it's ok." Kurt assured him.

"Says you. That giant ass hickey wasn't there when you walked in tonight!" Finn retorted.

Kurt's eyes flew wide and Blaine looked sheepish.

"…gonna kick your ass, Anderson!" he grumbled.

"Bring it on, baby. You can punish me all night long."

"Lalalalala, I can't hear you…lalalalalala, anyone know where the damn Bacardi is so I can get out of here, alalalala, can't hear you…." Finn rambled. Blaine rolled his eyes, walked over to the boxes Finn was examining and grabbed out a new bottle of rum and shoved it into his hands, ushering him out the door.

"Later?" Blaine asked, hopeful.

"Absolutely later." Kurt replied, granting Blaine a mind altering kiss that left him weak in the knees.

Kurt spotted Hunter and Sebastian as soon as they exited the hallway and headed back over to their friends.

"Hey!" he said, throwing his arms around Hunter. "I feel like I haven't seen you in months instead of days!" he laughed. Hunter squeezed back, giving him a slap on the back as well for good measure.

"Hands off, Hummel, that one's mine…spoken for…taken. Capice?" Sebastian snarked at him. Kurt looked down his nose at Seb and raised his eyebrows giving him his best bitch look.

"Are you implying that your boyfriend can't have friends, Sebastian?"

"I'm implying that my fiancé can't be hung on by the likes of you!" Seb grinned.

"Fi…fiancé?" Kurt nearly squealed, his eyes wide and bright. He turned, not even locking eyes with Hunter and grabbed for his left hand like a wild man, jerking Hunter's hand up in front of his face and howling with delight at the sight of a stunning ring around his friend's finger. "OH MY GOD!" he said, jumping up and down and throwing his arms around Hunter again. "Shut up, Sebastian!" he yelled as his neighbor opened his mouth to say something again. "Oh my God, Hunter, I'm so happy for you!" he yelled over the crowd. "You're happy, right? This is what you want?" he said, more quietly, watching his friend's eyes as he answered.

"Never been happier in my whole life, Kurt. He's it…he's all I've ever wanted. I love him so much…" he trailed off, watching Seb's face a few feet away, talking to Jeff and Nick, but keeping an eye and a smile on Hunter all the while.

"When? When did you get this and why didn't you call me that very minute!?" Kurt scolded him.

"What? Are you serious? And miss this little display of hysteria?" Hunter laughed.

"Have you um….have you told your parents?" Kurt said, treading lightly.

"I did…I have, yes. And they are, surprisingly, ok with it…excited, in fact. I was pretty sure I'd have to revive my dad, but that wasn't the case. He shook hands with both of us and wished us the very best, and I'm fairly certain he was sincere. My mom cried, which I totally expected, and she made us promise, on the spot, that we'd look into adopting or surrogacy in the future. Leave it to mom to go right for the jugular, you know?" he laughed.

"I'm so, so happy for you guys, Hunt…I really am." Kurt smiled.

"Just as I'll be ecstatic when you tell me about your engagement….which I'm sure is right around the corner somewhere….yes?" Kurt just smiled and shrugged shyly.

"I don't want you to go…." Kurt whined, looping his arms around Blaine's neck, resting their foreheads together and kissing Blaine's lips softly.

"I don't want to go…you know I don't. Especially not after last night, because…umm….incredible much, Kurt?" he grinned wickedly. "I wasn't aware you were flexible enough to get your-"

"OK! I know, I know…." Kurt smiled, blushed and hid his face in the crook of Blaine's shoulder and neck. "I don't like being away from you." He mumbled. "I've come to enjoy waking up to you and falling asleep in your arms every night. I think I kind of enjoy it more than I should." He grinned, sucking a mark at Blaine's collarbone.

"God, Kurt…" he whined, knowing his lover was leaving a mark and thankful it would be hidden, for the most part, under his shirt. Then again, when he thought of going back, he wanted to be sure Eli saw it and got the message loud and clear. He was spoken for…taken….Kurt's. As if Kurt read his mind, he spoke up again.

"Want to mark you all over so that asshole knows who you belong to….mine…all mine…" Kurt murmured. "Oh! And I talked to Hunter last night for a few minutes. Turns out he is related to Eli! He's not very fond of him either. He called him a "lecherous snake in the grass" and boy did he have some not so nice things to say. I didn't mention anything about what's going on at school. I didn't feel like it was my place, but like I said, his opinion of his own cousin is suspect. He said they were all drunk at some wedding over Christmas and Eli was completely trashed and started ranting about 'some little virgin who fucked his whole life up and stole his son', although nobody in the family really knows anything about that, other than drunken rants. Nobody really cares, actually. His own parents steer clear for the most part from what I understand. I guess he shows up to family functions whether he's invited or welcome or not. Idiot…"

"That's bizarre…he's never said anything at all about having a son. I didn't even think he was our age…probably younger, isn't he? Weird. Well, I'm not asking him." Blaine said, disinterested.

"He probably wouldn't tell you anyway. From what Hunter said, it's kind of hush hush…they don't speak of it because, from what little he could gather, he's pretty sure it was a student from the school or something…." Kurt said, a distasteful sneer on his face.

"A st-…..a STUDENT?" Blaine bellowed, his eyes bugging out. "A student?" he said again, disbelieving, but instantly recalling the conversation they'd had that first day about him driving a student in labor to the hospital because she'd trusted him. "Jesus…oh my GOD…they can't possibly know, can they? The school? They'd have made him leave…she would have been a minor and ….Jesus, Kurt…oh my God!" Blaine said, half ranting now and pacing the floor. He was thoroughly disgusted and planned on confronting Eli about it the next time he saw him. If it wasn't true, Eli would set the record straight, but if it was….the implications weren't good. Suddenly he couldn't wait to get back and do some snooping around.

"I don't know what to say, Blaine. I only know what Hunter told me." Kurt said, shrugging. "So, ok…call me when you get back tonight? And you'll be back here Saturday afternoon, right?"

"Yep…but I have to get going, because I have to have the rental car to the lot by 6:00 pm. I'll talk to you soon, baby." Blaine said, leaning in for one last kiss. It turned into two, then three, and by the time he finally left, his clothes were rumpled, and he was flying down the steps dragging his luggage and trying to tuck his shirt in all at the same time. He didn't even realize his fly was still open.

Monday morning found Nick on the computer making one last check of available properties, then making a call to Blaine's mom.

"Cris? Nick Duval. I have some apartments I'd like to show you…a couple of condos as well, which in your case, I think would be the better option. They're larger and the monthly payment wouldn't be much more than rent on some of the apartments."

"I'm not sure I want to mess with rent, Nicholas. Something I can buy and own is probably best. I can leave it to the boys when I'm gone and maybe they'll make a dime or two from it?" she laughed.

"We can narrow it down to that if you'd like, absolutely. When can you come to look at them in person? I'm hitting send now, and you should have the websites and links to check them out online in your inbox momentarily." Nick told her.

"I was hoping to come up this weekend, but my plans have changed…I wonder if I can check them out online and have one of the boys go look in person if I find a must have?" she asked.

"That's up to you. I've had many a client buy a property sight unseen…well, unseen in person anyway. Having online photos is an amazing tool, and I'd be more than happy to show the spaces to Cooper or Blaine if you'd like? How 'bout you take a look at what I've sent and call me back?"

"That sounds like a plan, Nicholas. I look forward to going over what you've found. Thank you for your help. It's so lovely to work with someone friendly. I've heard some things about people in New York!" she laughed.

"If there's anything at all that you need, you just call me, ok? I'm here anytime. I'll talk to you soon, Cris!" Nick said, disconnecting.

His browser was still open and he made a few other clicks bringing him to some properties which were very specific, and a couple of them had been on the market for a long time. He'd been researching this for a little while now, and he was certain he'd brought his search down to two properties…now to go see them both in person and find out which one would work for his purposes. As surprises went, this would be a big one, and he hoped this didn't blow up in his face.

"Let's face it, Nick. There's absolutely nothing wrong with this building. It's solid, it's well insulated, it's up to code thanks to the previous owners and there's more room than you could possibly need here. Did you say you're buying this for yourself? His friend Gary asked.

"It's a…a gift, actually." He smiled. Gary lifted his eyebrows in astonishment.

"That's one helluva gift…" he said in awe.

"He's one helluva man." Nick grinned, still looking around at the architecture surrounding him. Gary was right, the building was solid and he was sure it was perfect for what he was looking for.

"Hmmm…sounds like he's a keeper then?" Gary grinned

"He's the one. The only one. I won't let anything take him away from me again."

"Yeah, I heard about all that shit with your dad, man. I'm sorry to hear it." He said, shaking his head. Nick gave him an inquiring look. "I still talk to Stephen here and there when I have business in Chicago." He explained. Nick nodded.

"Which reminds me that I should probably check in and see what's going on back home…." Nick trailed off.

"Well, like I said, it's been on the market for over a year. This is a very specific property, and honestly I'm not sure what the hell you're gonna do with it, but in the end, I don't care. They want to unload it, and I know you can talk them down on the price. You know damn well I wouldn't tell just anyone that, Nick."

"I know, and thank you for being honest with me. Let me have someone come in and check out the wiring…the mechanics of everything and all that…and I think you and I may have a deal here, Gary. I think it's perfect for what I'm looking at." Nick said, reaching out to shake hands with his old friend. They'd both been in the real estate gig since they graduated college and he was glad to have found the listing under Gary's name. He wasn't looking to take advantage of anyone, but he didn't want anyone taking advantage of him either. He knew Gary wouldn't allow either option.

"Yeah, let me know then, ok?"

"Will do, man, and thanks. And keep this to yourself, please?"

"Absolutely."

"I have no idea, Hunter! Seriously, I mean, I can't think of a single time in my life I've ever stopped to think of what kind of wedding I wanted….shit, babe….up until you I never thought I'd actually ever get married, so it's not something that's been foremost in my mind!" Sebastian grinned, slipping up behind Hunter who was washing his coffee mug and drying it before he put it away in the cabinet. Seb put his arms around his fiancé and kissed behind his ear.

"Well, do we want simple or extravagant? Will your mom freak the hell out if we go to the JoP? Should we rent out Carnegie Hall?" Hunter laughed. "Give me something to go on, here, Sebby, because so far, you've given me nothin'!'

"Not true, I gave you an amazing blowjob this morning when-" He began, but Hunter slugged him playfully.

"NOT what I meant and you know it!" he laughed. "And it was amazing…."

"I want it to always be amazing for you…I want everything with you to be as amazing as it is today…always." Seb said, and pecked his lips with a chaste kiss.

"Wow, what's got you all sappy today?" Hunter smiled, leaning in to kiss him again.

"I don't know…I think I'm getting very used to falling asleep with you and waking up with you there in my arms. I can't think of a better way to start the day." Seb smiled. "But I gotta tell ya, this rotation thing and all the long hours….you're killin' me babe."

"Yep, mushy and sappy. What gives?" Hunter smirked. Sebastian didn't answer right away. He weighed his options about telling Hunter what had been on his mind lately. He didn't want to deal with Hunter laughing openly at his suggestion…even though he didn't really think he would. In the end he just blurted it out.

"I want you here. All the time. I know it's not by much, but my apartment is bigger than yours and I just…I hate it when you go home. I want this to be your home." Sebastian told him, turning away to hide his blushing face.

"Seb…." Hunter leaned in again, tilting his face up. "Is there room? For two of us?"

"We can bring all of your stuff here if you want and ditch all of my furniture if you're worried about that. I'm not partial to anything but my mattresses…"

"I do love your bed…."

"And I have things in that closet that have been there since I moved in and haven't been worn or touched. I'll get rid of all of it and make room for your stuff if you want? That alcove off the kitchen…we'll make it into an office and you can have that space for all of your 'doctor-ly needs'….." Seb smiled, barely able to contain his thrumming excitement that Hunter hadn't immediately shut the idea down.

"You're serious, aren't you?" Hunter smiled.

"Very. I want you here. Kurt will be happy about it, too." He says, trying to distract from the fact that he's dying inside waiting for Hunter to agree. "I like it, especially, when you're here when I get home from work…" he mumbled.

"Ok…ok then. If that's what you want, we'll do that." Hunter said, leaning in to rest his nose together with Sebastian's.

"Yeah?" Seb said happily.

"Yeah…." Hunter grinned. "I'm very seldom at my own place anyway between school, work and being here with you. No point in both of us paying rent if we're not using two spaces. And mostly….because I sort of secretly adore being here with you ,too, you goof!"

"Ok, ok, ok, wait….you want to what?" Maggie laughed. "WITH the kids? Are you crazy?"

"Hear me out, it'll be fun!" Cooper smirked. "Atlantic City isn't just for gamblers, there's a whole bunch of fun things for kids…amusement parks, mini golf, race carts, museums, parks, the beach, the boardwalk…I could go on all day long, but I won't. I just thought it would be fun, ya know? Get them away from the city and hang out together for a week or so?"

"Coop, honey, it sounds amazing, but I have work and the money-"

"And you also have vacation time. We've already discussed that part-"

"But it's not that easy! Vacation is great, but we have this huge project that's got a deadline and we have to have it done and-"

"Ok, then we wait until after that and then we go? Please? Don't make me tell them about it and show them all the fun pictures online?" Cooper begged, using the Anderson puppy eyes to get his point across.

"You're hopeless, you know it? You'll never let me off the hook with this, will you?"

"Probably not, I mean, it's my job to annoy you until you say yes…."

"Alright. If I can get some time off, we'll go. It won't be for a couple of weeks out, though." Maggie explained, rolling her eyes.

"It's ok, just tell me when you can go and I'll swing everything at work and we'll do it! Do you want to tell the kids or surprise them?"

"I say we surprise them. If you lived with 'em, you'd know that telling them now would result in weeks of 'is it today?', 'how many more days?', and 'when do we go again?' type questions 20 times a day! No thank you!" Maggie laughed.

"Yeah…if I lived with 'em…." Cooper quietly trailed off, giving Maggie a soft look behind her back as she continued washing the dishes in her sink. She turned the water off and dried her hands, glancing at him over her shoulder. He was lost in his own thoughts and staring into the other room watching the commercials play across the t.v.

"Cooper? Hey?" she said, waving her hand in front of his face to get his attention. Her precious smile got him every time.

"Hmmm?" he said, looking up innocently.

"Where'd you go?" she grinned.

"Just thinking. I want to run something past Blaine later on and get his opinion on it. Nothing of importance right this minute. What's up?"

She plopped down, straddled his lap and kissed his nose, watching his eyes for clues to what he'd been thinking.

"Nothing…I just want to make sure you're ok…that you're happy."

"Couldn't be better…" he blurted, simply out of habit, because he could…he could be better. He wanted to be with them all the time…and not be a visitor when he was with them. It was time to make some big decisions and maybe even some major changes.

Maggie nuzzled into his neck and he picked her up, easily, and walked over to the couch to sit down, seating her back on his lap so they could sneak in a few kisses before the kids came back from Helen's. He'd talk to Blaine later. Right now, the love of his life was sitting in his lap and there was nowhere he'd rather be.

"Sooooo, somebody has a birthday coming up, Pretty Boy. Any idea who that might be?" Nick asked with a wicked gleam in his eyes.

"No idea. Mustn't be very important if I can't remember. Do you know?" Jeff said, not even looking up from the stack of files in front of him. He was finishing last minute details with Kurt before the show and making sure everything was as it should be. Kurt sat at the sewing machine cursing up a blue streak over something David wanted changed, all because of that damn model, whose name escaped him at the moment. He just referred to her as "the bitch that ruined the dress" for now and it worked for everyone involved. Jeff was keeping his distance and his mouth shut. Suddenly Kurt's eyes darted up.

"Are you talking about Blaine's birthday?" Kurt asked.

"I wasn't, but…" Nick looked at him curiously. "When's Blaine's birthday?"

"August. We were thinking about going out of town since my show will be over and his job will be finished."

"Sounds like a plan…but actually, I was talking about this lunkhead." Nick said, motioning to Jeff who was still looking down and filling in a form, but grinning from ear to ear.

"But I'm your lunkhead, my love!" he sang out, batting his eyelashes.

"You're a moron. It's a good thing I love you. So! What do you want for your birthday?" Nick smiled.

"I know exactly what I want. I've been thinking about it for a long time."

"Oh? Do tell, then?" Nick asked, surprised at how sure Jeff sounded.

"I want you, in our bed, covered in whipped cream and a cherry hidden in there somewhere and I'll have to eat all the whipped cream off to find it, and when I do, I'm going to-"

"OK…WELL!" Kurt said, standing. "That's TMI for me, so I'm gonna go make some lunch. Anyone else hungry? I'm thinking an omelet with tomatoes, feta…" he trailed off, making his way into the kitchen and flipping on the radio there. Jeff smiled and Nick snickered.

"I'm serious, Jeff. Please tell me. I'd like to get you something that you want….anything…anything you want, just tell me? If it's within my power to give it to you, it's yours." He smiled.

"You know, what's odd is that I know you're serious. No matter what I said, or what the cost, you'd do it, wouldn't you?" Jeff said, giving Nick a look filled with such love and devotion that it was nearly painful for Nick.

"Anything…you name it."

"Let me think about it, and I'll let you know." Jeff winked. "I've been wanting to add Buckingham Palace to my list of meager possessions, actually…." He began, but Nick shook his head and rolled his eyes.

"Let me look into it. If it's for sale-"

"Nicky! Stop it! I would never, ever ask for something like…are you kidding me? Stop it! What I want isn't something….I mean, it can't…you can't…" he sighed. "You know what? I think I'd like dinner at the Four Seasons, and then all night with you, uninterrupted, and the whole day following spent in bed. Is…can we do that?" Jeff blushed slightly, dropping his eyes again.

"I can make that happen…absolutely. But you'll have to do better than that, Pretty Boy…that's just the tip of the iceberg, Love."

"I just want you. That's all." Jeff grinned, still working on his stack of papers and files.

A/N - Thanks for being patient, and for every person who said "hey, take your time, we get it!". I appreciate it more than you know!
Thanks to C for going over it all again for me. She catches all of my mistakes :) Also, I get a lot of p.m. things, which is fine, and I don't mind in the least. I love yapping, as you can probably tell. However, if you do the facebook thing, I've made a page, kellyb321, on there if you feel so inclined to check it out. That way you can message me, ask questions, post pictures or whatever floats your boat. I'm also wondering about cover art and if any of you have any thoughts about it...or if you create it? Not sure what I want, but I'm up for suggestions. :) Have a great week, guys!