Sorry for the delay guys. I was just in a cabaret show, which was so much fun. And now, here is my update…..

Morning rolled by. Mark's eyelids fluttered rapidly as the sun shone through the window and directly onto his face. He stretched his body and willed his eyes to open fully. He turned his head to the other side of his bed to find it empty, which suddenly made him sit up on his elbows. Did I just dream the whole thing? He wondered to himself. He tried to trace the events of last night, whatever he could remember, when he was interrupted by a low, purring "Good Morning, Doc."

Mark turned his head and suddenly saw Roger exiting the bathroom, with his tousled hair and his pajama pants but with no shirt. He smiled widely at Roger, who smiled back as he sat down on the edge of the bed. Mark threw his arms around Roger, hugged him tightly and mumbled, "Good morning yourself" into his shoulder. He then pulled back and kissed Roger's lips hard and firmly, then moved on to kiss his cheeks rapidly.

"My oh my, that's the warmest morning greeting I've had in a long time," said the rock star with a chuckle.

Mark pulled away and smiled. "Well, why not? After how you warmed me last night….." he said seductively as he winked at Roger. Roger grinned back and kissed his forehead.

"So, what do you wanna do today?"

Mark thought for a moment. "Well……..does the Life Café serve breakfast?" he asked.

"Of course it does," said Roger, taking the hint. "C'mon, let's get dressed then. I don't think they'll appreciate us showing up there like this." Mark smiled at him and went into the bathroom to shower.

A half hour later, they were both dressed and ready to leave, but were still in the midst of a heavy make-out session in the bedroom when they suddenly heard the key turn in the lock. That was then followed by heavy footsteps and a loud voice booming, "Yo, Marko boy!! You up yet??"

"Yes Collins, I'm here!!" yelled Mark from the bedroom. He detangled himself out of Roger's arms, quickly got up from the bed and went into the living room to greet his friend. Collins grinned at him.

"Well, good morning' Sunshine," said Collins in his usual warm style. He went into the kitchen to make himself a coffee. "You want one?"

Mark declined. Collins got his coffee and plopped himself down on the couch. "Did you manage to sleep well? Man that was one helluva storm last night!!"

"Yes I know. But I slept alright," said Mark, who was suddenly interrupted by Roger's footsteps. Collins eyes widened several times, his cup frozen halfway to his mouth, when he saw this uncouth rock star coming out of Dr. Mark Cohen's bedroom, of all places. He stared at Roger, then at Mark, then at Roger again, which resulted in a very awkward silence for 5 minutes. Mark cleared his throat.

"Collins, this is Roger. Roger, this is…..oh, what am I saying?? You already know each other!!" babbled the young doctor, his cheeks beginning to turn pink.

"Yes we do," said Collins slowly, looking at Roger, who was also looking a little flustered himself.

"I'm uh…….I'm just gonna…..grab my guitar….from the other room. I need to….to make sure that it's…..you know, working, and stuff", he mumbled shyly before quickly darting to the other room. Collins dumped his forgotten cup on the table and turned to Mark, his face breaking into a huge grin.

"Alright boy, spit it out. Tell me everything," he said, his eyes animated like a 13-year-old girl. Mark blushed further this time.

"What's there to tell?" he said.

"Don't play dumb with me, Mark!! What did you do? Did you tell him how you really felt? Did you apologize? Did you two do it?"

Mark stiffened just a little bit. "Yes, yes and no, definitely not. We just slept together. You know, like, we had our clothes on and stuff." By this time, his face was as red as a volcanic apple.

Collins, by this time, could not wipe the smile off his face. "You see?? I was right, wasn't I?? Huh?? Wasn't I????"

"Don't say it, Tom!! I know what you're gonna say!! Don't say it!!"

But it was too late. Collins was now standing on the couch singing, "Told you so, I told you so!! Told you so, I told you so!!" Mark started chasing him around the lounge room, throwing cushions at him, but Collins just started giggled. Eventually, so did Mark, who flopped down on the couch.

"Yes, you were right the whole time. I just realized my feelings last night and so I told him. I felt really, really shitty about how I behaved last night and I had hurt him so much too. I'd forgotten what a sweet guy he was." Collins plopped down next to him.

"That's what I'm talkin' about, Marko. I'm glad you finally saw the light," said the professor as he patted Mark's back. "And now, I'm gonna hit the shower." But something made Mark sit up in his chair.

"Say Collins, where have you been all night??" he asked.

Collins paused dramatically for a minute. "Well…..let's just say I met an angel last night," he said with a wink and a wicked grin before disappearing into the bathroom. Mark's eyes widened this time.

Roger finally came out of the room with his guitar case in hand. "hey, ready to go?" he asked Mark.

"Yes Roggy, I am," he said, with a smile. He got up and slipped his arms around Roger's waist, who slipped his own arms around the smaller man's shoulders. They were just about to share a little kiss when the phone rang. They ignored the phone and shared their little kiss when the voice on the answering message made Mark's blood run cold.

"Hey Mark, it's Alistair. Uhh, sorry for not calling you earlier. I wanted to but…..it's just work, work, work. I've had a really rough week. Been too busy. You know how it is. But I, uh….I got ya lots of cool stuff. Oh well, gotta run. I got a 5 hour conference to attend. Talk to ya soon, babe. Bye!!" and then the line went dead.

Mark stared at the phone, then at Roger, then his eyes fell on the floor. He turned away from the rock star and stood against the wall. Roger approached him from behind.

"Mark, baby, what's wrong?" he asked as he slipped am around his shoulders. Mark remained silent, as a few tears slowly rolled down his cheeks.

"Oh Roger, I completely forgot about Alistair. How am I gonna break this to him? He's gonna be so angry," he slowly turned and faced Roger.

Roger sighed. "Well, it's up to you. Do you want to stay with him or with me? Whatever decision you make is fine by me," he said quietly.

Mark smiled through his tears. "I want to be with you so badly, Roger. Why don't we keep this as our little secret?? I won't tell him and neither will you. When the time is right, I'll break it to him."

"Isn't that cheating on him?" asked the rock star.

"Yes, I know," said the young doctor sadly. "But I don't know what else to do. I'm doing it just to keep him happy. I don't want him to come home after a trip and find out that he's been dumped. It's just not fair. I love you so much, Roggy. Can you do this for me, please??" He gazed into his love's eyes.

Roger smiled and gently wiped away Mark's tears with his fingers. "Okay baby, if that's what you want, I'll do it," he said. Mark threw his arms around him and hugged him tightly, even crying just a little.

"Hey hey heeyyy, it's okay Doc. I'm here for you. I always will be." He gently patted Mark's head. "Now, how about that breakfast?"

Mark smiled and took his hand and the two of them walked out of the building and down to the Life Café, to enjoy the first date of their affair. If only love were that easy…………..

My oh my, what has Mark gotten himself into?? –snickers- Just asking, is called an affair if either party is not married to somebody else??

BTW, I just turned 22 on Monday. YYAAYY!!! Now I have to act like an adult. Bleh…..