I wasn't surprised to be woken up by Logan's soft, sweet voice. It drifted into my ears and immedietly set my brain on fire. To know that he was still iin bed next to me, even though he was talking to God knows who on the phone, made me feel greateful. No matter that when I opened my eyes, i wasn't facing him: I knew he was there and that was enough for me. "Yes." I blinked my eyes a few time as I stretched my toes under the blanket and felt a yawn start to come up and out of my throat. "No." I started to turn myself on the bed but a warm hand cupped over my hip making me go still. "On file." I moved my head and looked behind me to see Logan sitting up straight in our huge California King bed, blankets covering his body. His small slim laptop was open on his lap while he had his headphones in his ears, his phone shinning bright up at him. I frowned as I rolled over and laid flat on my back rubbing my eyes. Logan's hand that had cupped my hip was now resting palm down on the area right below my belly button. "No." I lowered my hands from my eyes and stared up at him while he grabbed a coffee cup on his nightstand and took a quick little sip. When he lowered it, he swallowed the liquid fast and smiled. "Well we have power for another month." I frowned moving one hand down to his on my body and rolled over onto my side closing my eyes.

"I didn't even know we had a bill due." He laughed over me as I pulled his hand up to my mouth and kissed his knuckles.

"That's why I take care of the bills." I nodded pushing myself deeper into him and rested my forehead on his thigh. "We got a few inches of snow out there. Thank God we finished the shopping yesterday." I nodded again as the hand I was holding of his, moved out from my grasp and he started running it through my hair. "And Carlos texted. He said he was able to open the bakery with no problem and it's already packed." I opened my eyes looking at the black boxer breifs he was wearing and pushed my hand forward underneath his thigh making him tense up. "And I've been up for two hours now and had to make my own cup of coffee."

"Did the kitchen catch fire?" Before I got the whole sentence out he was closing his laptop and putting it on his other side. He pushed me hard and crawled over me, setting his ass down right on my stomach. I huffed out smiling, watching as he leaned forward and opened the blinds right over our bed. I tried so hard to be sneaky and reach out and touch his dick but he swatted my hand away without even looking down. "You're fiesty this morning." He sat back down on me, hard and set his hands on my pecks locking eyes with me. "What's wrong?" He shook his head softly but I knew better. I sat up, putting one arm behind his back while the other held myself up. He slid down just a little bit on me but stayed in very close contact with me. "What's the matter?" He laughed and shook his head again putting both hands on my face.

"Nothing baby."

"Logan." He dropped his hands quick and we stared at each other. "Do you think I don't know you? Or know when you're upset?" His line of vision dropped to my torso and I smirked. "What's going on?"

"James doesn't want to come over for Thanksgiving." I didn't mean for my laugh to come out so loud but when it did he started to push off me. I held him tight and shook my head as he glared me down. "See. It's nothing."

"No it is...but why is this surprising to you?" He sighed out falling back on his butt inbetween my legs. "James is going to spiral into the selffish jackass he always turns into when things fall apart around him. He's going to ask for pity by sulking and making people feel bad for him."

"This time is different Kendall. He loves Carlos. Carlos loves him." I nodded and Logan shrugged. "Do you remember when James cheated on you?"

"Yeah I think it was with some cute guy who I fell head over heels in love with." He laughed turning away and shook his head. "James wasn't sorry for what he did. I mean...I know he said he was but you and I know better."

"This time I really think he is sorry." He turned back to me and leaned in laying his head underneath my neck yawning loudly. "And when I talk with Carlos...it's almost a if he's hiding something. Like he wants to tell me something but never does." I traced up and down his bare back with both hands and set my chin on his head. "I'm worried about them both Kendall."

"And that is alright baby. But you know what?" He slowly pushed off me and I gave him a small smile hoping he knew I meant well. "They are both grown men in thier 30's. They need to figure it out themselves. And you need to not stress about it." He threw his head back laughing which made me frown. I tickeled his inner thighs making him squirm and kick at me. I quickly jumped off the bed, completly nude. "Maybe this morning, for a change, you can make me coffee."

"In your dreams lover boy." I smiled to myself as I walked in the bathroom, looking at him in the bathroom mirror. He was crawling off the bed, hair a complete mess and tiny little red hickey's on his chest and neck. But he was smiling. His face was glowing. He looked happy. Which made me happy.

I took a very short shower, knowing even though neither of us worked the next 6 days, we had alot of work to do. He wanted to put up our Christmas tree before Thanksgiving because that was just how Logan was. He wanted to set up the spare room for Carlos, and or James to use the night of Thanksgiving. He walso wanted me to sit down with him and help him map out the huge backyard renovation we were going to be doing come spring of next year. He was a complete pain in the ass sometimes...well most of the time, but I loved him for it. He was so specific with every aspect of his life, I'm not surprised he gets paid alot of money to decorate peoples homes. I'm also not surprised he was able to expand into the construction aspect of homes. He was so good at what he did, at times he was intimidating. He's a perfectionist. He's a romantic. He's a genuis. But he is never rude. He never mocks anyone for not knowing something. He never judges someone for any reason at all. For the past three years I started to learn the reason he was like this was because he feels like he has to make up for the stupid things he's done in his life. But hindsight is 20/20. You can't change the past but you shouldn't ignore it either.

I dressed myself comfortably, but warm, knowing he was going to make me go in and out of the garage, almost all day. By the time I got down stairs I felt giddy. Logan was sitting in the middle of the living room, boxes and totes around himself, a fire blazing strong just feet from him. And while he looked adorable untangling Christmas lights from each other, it was his outfit that got me. He was in a pair of black sweats, most likely mine. He had on one of my black and red flannel shirts, one of the thick ones. He was wearing white socks and to top it all off he had a baseball hat on, backwards. He looked so fucking cute, it was actually really sexy. "Didn't you say you wrapped these lights up, last year?" I smirked as I approached him and saw the frustration on his face as he fought with the string lights. "Sometimes I think you do things the wrong way so I don't ask you to do them again." I stopped right by him, bent at my knees and kissed his cheek.

"You're catching on." Before I could back away the back of his hand gently swatted at my dick. I laughed straightening back up and stretched my arms out over my head, cracking my back. As I glanced through our huge living room windows I whisteled low at the white blanket surrounding our house. "It's pretty out there."

"I know. I took some pictures of the trees out back. I'm gonna have them printed and blown up so we can hang them." I nodded as I started to walk around him on the ground but one of his arms hooked around my knee cap making me stop and look down. "There are some doughnuts and bagels on the coffee table." I looked at it quick and felt my stomach growl. "I also made you a cup of coffee you big baby." I giggeled as I grabbed a chocolate covered doughnut and my cup of coffee. I took a seat next to him on the floor and took a big bite. "So...I think I got all the Thanksgiving boxes out of the garage. I just need you to get the tree and that box of all the glass ornaments high up in the attic." I nodded taking a sip of my coffee and watched him as he went back to untangling. "Also..." I rolled my eyes looking around at the boxes around us.

"Why is there always and also with you?" He elowed me as I took another bite and sighed.

"I asked James if he wanted to help us decorate today and he said yes."

"But he won't come for Thanksgiving?" He remained quiet which made me turn to him. "Why won't you just let them figure things out themselves?" Just as he turned to me, anger slowly rising, there were fast sharp knocks at our front door. I quickly finished my doughnut as Logan stood up and walked over me. I twisted my neck to see him open the door and let James walk in. He kicked out of some snow boots immedietly and picked them up.

"You can put them by the fire." James nodded and smiled down at me as he walked by. I smiled back as Logan walked right up to me and set a hand on my head. "You want some coffee?"

"No thanks. I've had about 3 cups already." Logan moved past me again and sat back down huffing out as he went. "You do know there is a such thing as going overboard right?" I chuckled as James sat on the floor in front of us and reached in a box. "Shit...look at this." He pulled out a picture frame and flipped it over to us. Again I chuckled as I reached for it hearing Logan groan next to me. He laid his head down on my shoulder as we both looked. It was a picture of all of us...Logan, James, Carlos and myself. We were standing infront of my Christmas tree at my old condo, three years ago. Logan was leaning on one crutch while also leaning into me. Carlos was on the other side, with his arms wrapped around James who was smiling big holding a champagne glass.

"Look at how cute you are." He whispered it into my shoulder making me lean into him quick and kiss his forehead. "And this isn't overboard." I handed the picture back to James who smiled looking donw at it. "You should see all the stuff Kendall bought for me yesterday." James looked up fast and shook his head at me. I shrugged sitting back against the coffee table. "So...since it's a little sunny out I was hoping I could get you two to help me put up the Christmas lights outside." I groaned quietly as I rubbed his back but nodded once he turned to me. "You know I hate going up on the ladder." I nodded again and he turned to James, while I looked at him as well. "You need to eat anything before we start?" James laughed pulling his legs up to his chest but shook his head.

"No...but I was hoping we could talk for a minute?" Logan nodded putting the knot of lights on my lap and sat back. "I know I told you I wasn't going to come for Thanksgiving without giving a reason. But I do have a reason." I resisted the urge to roll my eyes and he continued, wrapping his arms around his legs. "Carlos and I..." He stopped and looked right at me, saying nothing for a few seconds before he moved his eyes back to Logan. "Carlos and I were having a really rocky time before I fucked up." I raised my coffee cup to my lips seeing Logan sit up a little closer to James. "He has sort of deveolped a problem."

"A problem?" Both of them looked at me, Logan giving me a dirty look so I put my cup back to my lips.

"Yes a problem. A serious one." I saw Logan nod reassuringly. James looked a little flustered but continued. "He has been drinking heavily for the past 4 or 5 months but it turned into an addiction about 3 months ago." I lowered my cup and went sitll. "I should have told you guys. But he was too proud and he told me he'd leave me if I told you two. He gets so...angry when he's sober. We were fighting constantly and I felt like I was loosing him. Like the man I have been in love with for as long as I can remember was slipping through my hands. I lost control of the situation and felt hopeless. So when I got my new partner at work...I don't know. I felt like because she didn't know Carlos, I could open up to her about him. We started talking and you know I'm a light weight which meant..." He stopped and we again locked eyes. For some reason I was having flash backs to the night I found him in our bath tub, wrists cut open, and a suicide note next to him, telling me of his infedelaties. "She pushed off me fast. She felt horrible and begged me to tell Carlos. She knew a seceret wouldn't help any of our situation. So I did. And he lost it on me." James stopped and laughed looking down, sheilding his eyes from us. "Do you remember the night I came over cause Carlos kicked me out? I had that black eye?" I looked away from him feeling my stomach turn. "Carlos has a weird amount of strength when he gets shit faced."

"James..." I turned back to see Logan sitting forward putting a hand on his arm. "Why didn't you tell us any of this when it happened?"

"Because..." He stopped and looked at me before looking back at Logan. "I didn't think you'd believe me. I know I've fucked up royally before. I knew you guys wouldn't beleive me." For some reason that made Logan look back at me and give me a dirty look. "I wouldn't blame you guys if you didn't either."

"I do." I stared at the back of Logans head and sighed out leaning forward.

"It doesn't excuse what you did." James sat up fast and shook his head.

"I don't want you to think that's why I'm telling you guys now." Logan put a hand on my leg and I wrapped my arm around his lower back pulling him into me. "He told me not to come to Thursday because he thinks i'll rat him out for his drinking problem. He's not wrong but I'm also worried he's going to go too far one of these nights and no one will know any better."

"Well then you better show up Thursday." James smirked as he put his hands into the pocket of his hoodie. "We need to help Carlos."

"Good luck." Both James and I said it at the same time which made us both laugh loudly. Logan stood up grumbling as he went off towards the kitchen flipping us off with both hands over his shoulders, as he went.