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Part Six
“Starting Over?”
Brian’s POV
Once Justin and I got back in the loft after our very emotional conversation in the jeep, things remained still slightly awkward. I don’t think either of us really knew what to do with the fact that I told Justin I loved him. Hell, I’m still shocked that I said it when I did. Sure, I could chalk it up to crazy hormones or some shit like that, but why would I do that? I meant what I said. I love Justin. Shutting the door behind us, I watch him walk into the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water out of the fridge. Standing in place I smile softly.
“Justin, you’re not too freaked out about what I said, right?”
He turns around and smiles that big sunshine smile. “Fuck no, Bri. I mean you just told me what I’ve wanted to hear for the last two years, right?”
I shrug. “I suppose so. I mean I can’t read your mind or anything.”
I watch as he walks towards me, wrapping his arms around me. That’s when I first begin to notice that things aren’t going to ever be the same between us. Yeah, we’re back together, and this time he really is my boyfriend, but this time there is my bulging stomach between us as we hug. “I still can’t believe all this has happened.” I mumble against his neck, just breathing in the scent that is Justin.
He smiles against my chest and I feel him take in a deep breath. “I know, I can’t either, but I’m glad things have turned out ok.”
I pull back to look into Justin’s eyes. God, I love those eyes. I hope Noah looks exactly like Justin. The bright blue eyes and that great color of blonde hair. “I want to do this right this time, Justin. I want you to know there won’t be any tricks, even after Noah is born. No drugs and drinking and shit like that. I guess I’ve finally got a reason to calm down.”
Justin giggles at that and smirks at me. “What is the world coming to, Brian Kinney turning into a law abiding citizen. Should I be worried?”
Shaking my head I laugh with him, taking his hand in mine. “What should we do with our Saturday?”
He shrugs and looks around the loft. “We could go out, maybe go shopping for baby furniture.” He suggests.
The idea of picking out baby furniture with Justin makes me smile even wider than I did before, but then the idea makes me uneasy. “I…I don’t know, maybe that isn’t such a great idea.”
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Justin’s POV
One second he’s smiling like that stupid cat from Alice in Wonderland, the next he looks like somebody killed his dog.
“Brian, what’s wrong?” I ask, rubbing his back, trying to soothe him.
I watch as he takes a deep breath. “If...I get the things we need for Noah, and somebody comes over, what will I say?”
I close my eyes for a few seconds trying to think. “I don’t know Brian. I honestly think we need to tell people. I mean what is everybody going to think when they see you walking around with an infant?” My eyes drop down to Brian’s stomach. “I don’t think you’re going to be able to hide this too much longer either.”
Brian’s eyes follow mine and I can tell he’s torn in a trillion different ways. I know for a fact he’s happy about Noah, happy that he gets to be a daddy soon, but he’s so scared about what everybody else thinks.
“I know.” He whispers and I can tell he is about ready to cry again. It’s still so weird for me to see Brian in such a vulnerable state. I wrap him back in my arms and let him cry against my shoulder.
“You saw how Dan took the news, he was happy for us. Why do you think the rest of the gang is going to be any different?”
He sighs and pulls out of my arms, walking over to the couch to sit down. “You don’t understand Justin. They don’t see me like you do. They don’t understand that I can change. I can just hear Ted and Emmett make some wise ass remark about me taking Noah to Babylon to teach him how to be a Kinney, or something like that…” he sighs and then continues. “Mikey, he still thinks we’re freshmen in high school. He won’t believe that Peter Pan has decided to leave Never, Neverland to become a grown up.”
Yeah, he’s probably right, but I’m not going to let Mikey and everybody else get in our way. “Since when do you give a fuck about what anybody else thinks?”
I can tell he’s thinking about what I said, and then gets a huge smile on his face. “You’re right, who gives a fuck.”
Laughing, I shake my head. “You’re something else Brian Kinney. One second you’re a fucking mess, the next you’re smiling like the cat who ate the canary.”
He shrugs at me. “I just figured out there is really no way for me to hide things anymore. So, tonight we’re going to tell everybody.”
I can’t help but let my eyes go wide. “Are you sure you want to tell everybody right now? I mean maybe you should tell them at a different time.”
Brian looks at me with confusion in his eyes. It’s still hard for me to see that look on his face. Normally, he is so confident, that to see him confused is really weird.
“I thought you said fuck what others think. Why are you acting like you don’t want them to know?” He asks me.
“I do want you to tell them Brian. I’m just trying to think of what would be easier on you.” I try to explain, as I run my right hand up and down his back. “I don’t want to see you get hurt.”
He smiles a small smile and leans against me. “You feel like hitting Baby’s R Us with me?”
I can’t help but laugh. The thought of Brian at a baby store makes me really happy.
Brian’s POV
I can’t believe I’m walking down the aisles of Baby’s R Us, looking at various different infant car seats. Of course it makes the whole thing a lot more bearable with Justin next to me cracking jokes about different things his friends and he had been talking about at school.
“So, then Jake was trying to tell me that the reason he couldn’t be gay was because he hated his own cock, how could he like somebody else’s.” He said laughing like crazy, thinking the story was beyond hilarious.
“How could anybody hate their cock?” I mumble as I feel the fabric of one of the car seats. The whole time I’m trying to ignore the fact that my own cock is having a mind of its own. Justin’s sex stories weren’t making things easier. No sex for five months and being extremely horny from being pregnant hasn’t been a good thing. I’ve actually got a cramp in my wrist from jerking off at least five times a day, some days even more.
“I know! It’s crazy. I don’t get it either. Cock is like the best thing in the world.” He continues as he picks up something that I think is supposed to strap to the car seat to entertain the kid or something. At this point I’ve got a full blown hard-on and no means of release. It’s times like this that I wish I could act like I used to. Go to the bathroom and just find anybody to suck me off. Well, that isn’t going to happen Kinney, so you’re just going to have to deal with it, and pray to god that nobody notices how your jeans seem to have grown a growth.
“Brian, are you even listening to me?” I hear Justin exclaim when I come out of my own little world.
“Yeah, I’m listening.” I mutter. “And I think I want this one.” I point to an Eddie Bower leather car seat.
He rolls his eyes at me and sighs. “I should have guessed that Noah will be a label baby.”
“What is that supposed to mean? You say it like it’s a bad thing that I want our son to have nice stuff.”
Shrugging he puts down what he was looking at. “I just think it would be stupid to spend almost two-hundred bucks on a car seat that he’ll grow out of in a year or even less.”
It’s my turn to roll my eyes as I grab the piece of paper to take up to the counter so they could get the seat from the back. “We’ll just have to make sure we put it to good use then won’t we?”
He looks at me confused. “What do you mean?”
“God, Sunshine, are you really that blonde?” Laughing I continue. “I mean that, who knows if Noah will be the last one to use the car seat.”
I watch as Justin’s eyes go wide and that huge sunshine smile plays across his face. Before I know it he’s in my arms hugging me tight. “Do you mean it? Do you really want more kids after this?”
All I can do is shrug, actually a little embarrassed about the whole thing all of a sudden. I’m still not used to sharing my feelings sometimes. “Have I ever lied to you?”
“Well, no, but I mean it just shocks me that you would want to…that’s all.”
Smiling I slap his ass a little. “Yeah, well I can tell you that next time, you’ll be the one to carry the little munchkin.
Justin pulls me closer against him and lightly kisses me on the lips. For a second the kiss is just sweet and tender, as if he’s trying to remember how to kiss me. It’s been so long that I can feel my cock twitch and harden even more then it was already. Fuck, this is so not what I need right now.
He pulls back and to my surprise he’s smirking at me. “Whoa, somebody is very excited.” He says as his hand moves down to cup me through my jeans.
I groan deep in my throat as I try to pull away from him. “Justin, stop it.”
Justin looks at me confused. “Since when don’t you like me touching your dick?” he says so only I can hear him.
“Since we’re in public, and I’m already hard enough as it is.” I respond before walking down the isle heading towards the baby furniture displays.
I hear him walking quickly to catch up with me. “You mean to tell me that the thrill of public places isn’t something you like anymore.”
I nod. “That’s exactly what I’m saying.” Turning to look at Justin I take a deep breath. “I’ve changed Justin, you know that. I can’t…I wont…do things like that anymore.”
Justin smiles at me and kisses me lightly on the nose. “Well, then I will just have to make it up to you at home.” He smirks, before starting to look at the furniture too.
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Justin’s POV
By the time we left the store we had everything you could think of. From a crib down to diapers, we were all set. It took us almost two hours to get it all into the loft. By the time we did, we were both exhausted.
“My back is killing me.” Brian moans as he flops down on the couch, his hand automatically going to rest on his pudgy stomach.
Kneeling on the floor next to him, I run my hands through his hair. “We should have asked somebody to help us with all of the stuff, honey. I told you, you wouldn’t feel good.
He whimpers and looks at me with sad puppy eyes. “Rub my back?”
Smiling I nod and push him lightly over on to his side. Once he’s positioned, I start to rub his back and start humming. I know he’s tired and really needs to relax.
After only rubbing his back and humming softly for twenty minutes Brian is fast asleep on the couch snoring. Laughing softly, I get up off the floor and head over to where we had thrown all the baby stuff. “We’re so going to need a bigger house.” I mumble to myself as I start to put all the stuff into the corner by the chase.
A knock on the door shakes me from my thoughts. Without really thinking I run to open it. On the other side of the door, standing out in the hall is Michael. Taking a deep breath, I try to show that I’m not nervous that he’s standing there.
“Hey Michael, haven’t seen you around here in a while.” I say, moving out of the way so he could walk into the room. Brian said he wanted everybody to know about what was going on. So, why not start right away.
Michael walks into the loft, and looks around for a second before looking back at me. “I could say the same thing about you, Justin. What are you doing here? I heard you broke up with that Ethan guy, but that doesn’t mean you can run back here and be a part of Brian’s life.”
I roll my eyes at the typical Michael response. “Michael, cut the crap, ok? I’m here because Brian wants me…needs me here.”
The look on Michael’s face is priceless. “Brian doesn’t NEED anybody Justin. You should know that by now.”
“When was the last time you actually talked to Brian?” I asked him point blank.
He just looks at me with a disgusted look on his face. “I talked to him yesterday morning at the diner, like I do every morning.”
Ok, so he had a point there. Brian had made sure he talked to everybody at the diner every morning. That was his way to make sure people didn’t think he had gone off the face of the earth and come to visit him at the loft. “I don’t mean at the diner. I mean, when was the last time you were up HERE?”
I can tell he’s not comfortable with the turn of events and I sigh. I don’t want to make him upset, especially since the reason he hasn’t been to see Brian, is because Brian has been very clear he didn’t want ANYBODY at the loft. I’m actually surprised Mikey has made it this long without coming by.
“Justin, I didn’t come here to fight with you. Hell, I didn’t even know you were living here again. I just came to talk with Brian, because I’m worried about him.”
I smile a little and nod. “I know Michael.” I say as I think of something. I still had the huge boxes with the furniture in them to move. Right now they were propped up against the back of the couch and they couldn’t very well stay there. “Hey, since you’re here and Brian is passed out on the couch, do you think you could give me a hand with these boxes?”
I watch as Michael looks at the boxes for the first time. I can see confusion fall over his face. He looks a me, then at the boxes, and back at me again. “Justin?”
I can’t help but laugh. “I promise I will tell you the whole story once you help me move these things.”
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Michael’s POV
I have no idea why I just helped Justin move a bunch of huge boxes of baby furniture to the corner of the loft, but I have a good idea the reason is going to shock the hell out of me once I find out. Now that we’re done, Justin is fixing coffee and trying to be quiet because Brian is still passed out on the couch. He hadn’t even heard us moving stuff around.
“So, you want an explanation about what you were just moving…am I right?”
I nod my head, taking a sip of the coffee Justin had just set down in front of me at the bar. “Yeah.”
He moves around the counter and sits down next to me. “I really shouldn’t be the one to tell you this. I have a feeling I’m going to have hell to pay for it, but I really feel you have a right to know.”
Listening to Justin ramble is starting to make my head hurt. “Please, just tell me.”
He smiles sheepishly and nods. “What, I’m trying to say is Brian is pregnant. He’s been afraid to tell you.”
What Justin just told me is ripping my heart in two pieces. Not the fact that he just told me Brian was pregnant… hell, after what I saw today I figured something like that was going on. And now the more I think about it, the more I have to admit, I’m stupid for not noticing it sooner. All the times he would come into the diner, he made sure he was always the first one there, and the last one to leave. He hasn’t been to Babylon or Woody’s in months, not to mention the weird food cravings and mood swings. Fuck! I’m a terrible best friend for not noticing. This brings me back to what Justin said before. He was scared to tell me?
“Why was he scared to tell me that?” I ask Justin softly.
Justin takes a deep breath and smiles again. Obviously happy at my reaction to the news, I guess he was too scared I would rip somebody’s head off or something. “Well, first off, you’re not too fond of the father.”
I laugh and shake my head. “Why in the world are you talking about yourself in the first person?” Yeah, that was my funny way of telling Justin that I knew he was the father of Brian’s baby.
His eyes go big and I laugh harder. “You don’t have any stupid comment to say about that or something? Like how do I know for sure and shit like that?”
Smiling a half smile, I shake my head again. “No, I don’t need to say anything like that. I’ve known Brian a lot longer then you have, and I know for a fact he doesn’t let people inside of him, unless he trusts them very much. I know he trusts you Justin. He’s trusted you since the very first night you were together.”
Now, it’s Justin’s turn to look at me confused. “What?”
“He let you be a part of his family, Justin. You were there the first time he saw Gus. On your very first night of knowing the great Brian Kinney, you saw him with his pants down so to speak. He had deep feelings for you right away. You know for a fact I tried to stop it from happening, but nope, you two are some of the most stubborn people I know. “I can tell Justin is shocked, but happy at all the stuff I’m presenting.
“Are you angry at Brian for not telling you?” He asks me.
“No, I’m not mad, maybe a little hurt and disappointed, but I understand now why he wouldn’t have. I know he’s changed Justin. Of course, I don’t like to admit that things aren’t like they were in high school, but I will have to admit something even greater has happened to Brian Kinney.” I smile, and look over at the couch. “How long as he been out?”
Justin looks at his watch. “About an hour or so. He helped me carry all the stuff from the car and his back was killing him. I told him not to help me, but he didn’t listen.”
I laugh. “Still the same old Brian in that sense.” Thinking about something, I take a deep breath. “So, how long has he been hiding this from me?”
“From what I understand about four months.”
My eyes go wide. “You mean he’s four months pregnant!” I can’t help, but be shocked at that. The idea that I haven’t been able to tell.
Justin shakes his head and giggles a little. “Actually, he just hit the six months mark yesterday.”
I let what Justin is saying sink in. “Shit, Doc Trimminvine.”
“Doc, who?”
I laugh at the confused look on Justin’s face. “Brian threw up on Liberty about four months ago. The guys and I got him to go see a doctor friend of Ted’s, named Doctor Trimminvine. I knew something wasn’t right when he came out of the building looking like he was in shock. He insisted everything was ok. The other guys bought it, but I didn’t. I pressured him for days over what the doctor had told him. Finally, one night he punched me in the eye and I stopped bugging him about it.”
“You should have stopped bugging me. Then I wouldn’t have had to hit you.”
Justin and I both turn to look at Brian who was now standing in the middle of the loft with fire in his eyes. Ok, so maybe Justin shouldn’t have told me anything.
“Mikey, please leave.” Brian says to me, before shooting daggers at Justin.
I look at Justin and he nods at me, trying to smile a little. “Go ahead Michael, I’ll call you later.”
With that I walk out of the loft, hoping Justin will be in the right physical condition to call me later.
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Brian’s POV
I woke up from my nap to hear Mikey talking about that freaky ass doctor that gave me the news, months ago. That’s when it hits me. Mikey isn’t supposed to be talking about that. He doesn’t know anything. Getting off the couch as quick as I can, I watch Justin and Mikey talk and I know my secret is out. The little shit told my best friend, without me knowing it!
I’m seeing red by the time Mikey walks out of the loft. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
Justin bites his bottom lip and shrugs his shoulders. “We both said we were going to talk to them.”
“Exactly, WE were going to talk to them…fuck Justin. I’m so pissed at you right now that I’m not even sure what to say.” I exclaim, running my hands through my hair. God, I’m so upset I don’t pay any attention to what I’m doing and before I know it I’m downing a shot of Beam even before Justin can smack the shot glass out of my hand.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing? Jesus, Brian, haven’t you heard what drinking and being pregnant can do.” Now, Justin is yelling at me and I guess he has every right, but at this point I’m so pissed off I don’t care.
“Get out Justin…go home!” I yell at the top of my lungs.
Justin glares at me as he steps out of the loft, I guess equally as upset.
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Justin’s POV
I’m knocking on the door before I even realize where I ended up. When my daddy opens the door, I walk in without saying anything.
“Justin, are you alright?” I hear him ask me, but I don’t respond. Instead, I just sit down on the couch and look straight ahead at the fireplace. I know Brian had a right to be mad at me…that isn’t want bugged me so much. It was the fact that I saw the old Brian tonight. He ran right to the booze because he was upset. I know for a fact that he knew what alcohol did to unborn babies, I did a project on it in high school and learned that it didn’t matter how much you drank or at what point there could still be problems. Sighing, I look up at my daddy.
“Brian and I are back together and we got in a fight.” I explain.
He nods and smiles a little. “I know you’re back together. Brian came to see me the other night. I know about your son, too.”
My eyes go wide as I stare at my daddy in shock. “Brian came here? When?”
“I guess the two of you argued over something. He came here without his shirt on, saying things about how he didn’t know where else to go because nobody else knew.”
I can’t help but smile a little. “He came to you then? I always suspected that he went to Woody’s or something. “
That got my daddy’s attention and he looked me straight in the eye. That look that you know parents are going to ask you a question you probably aren’t going to like. “Is he still drinking, Justin?”
I shake my head, but then nod a little bit. “I don’t really know.” I finally admit.
He sighs and shakes his head. “You’ve got to stop him, Justin. That isn’t something he can keep doing. Something is going to happen to the baby.”
I nod and sigh. “I know that. That’s kind of what we argued about before I came. I kind of told Michael about the baby and Brian didn’t take it too well. He was so angry at me so he drank a shot of beam.”
Jonathan groaned and looked up at the sky as if asking God for help or something. “Why did you tell Michael when you knew that he wanted to keep things a secret?”
“We talked about it and we said we were going to tell everybody really soon. Michael came over and saw the baby stuff we had bought, so I just thought I would say something. I knew Brian would get upset, but I didn’t expect what happened.
I watch as my daddy looks at me in shock. “Justin, if you had a secret like that, you would want to tell Dennis about it first wouldn’t you?”
All I do is nod.
“Then that’s how Brian is feeling. He wanted to tell his best friend, not have his lover do it for him.”
I sigh and nod, thinking about what he told me. Standing up I smile at my daddy. “Thanks, I should probably go back and see if I’m allowed in the loft.”
“Good luck sweetheart.”
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Brian’s POV
The second after Justin left I felt so alone that I had to get out of there. I got in the jeep and drove to the only place I could think of Levi and Mel’s place. I really needed to see my son. It had been almost two months since I’ve seen him, outside of breakfast at the diner a few times. Knocking on the door I wait for somebody to answer. When Mel comes to the door, I try to smile kindly.
“Hey, can I come in?” I ask him
He backs away from the door to let me in. I walk into the living room to see Levi and Gus playing on the floor with the bear that I got him when he was just a baby. “Hey Le.” I say, sitting down the best I could.
Levi looks at me and smiles big. “Well, isn’t this a surprise? Look Gus, Dad’s here.”
Gus is already standing right in front of me at this point talking to me in toddler talk about something. “Dad, ookie.” He says and before I know it he’s pulling his pants down in front of me.
“Gus, keep your pants…” My voice trails off as I notice what he is showing me. Under his sweats is Spiderman.
“He’s trying to show you that he’s got new big boy undies.” Levi says smiling as big as his son was.
I look up at Levi with shock in my eyes, trying to not let the tears I feel fall. “When did this happen? Isn’t he too young? I mean he’s barely two.” I say a mile a minute, as I try to get my emotions under control.
“We weren’t planning on it, but you know how he does not like to have messy diapers. So Mel and I just started taking him to the potty when we could tell he had to go. Well, two months later, here we are.”
I smile big at Gus and give him a big hug as a few tears fall from my eyes. “Good job Sonny Boy,” I whisper into his hair.
I’m so busy holding Gus that I don’t notice Levi signal Mel into the room.
“Well, big boy, it’s time for your bath. Say bye to Dad.” Mel says as he takes Gus from my arms.
“Bye, bye Dad.” He says waving at me, his big brown eyes sparkling.
I wipe my eyes with the back of my hand and turn to look back at Levi. “Why didn’t you tell me you were working on potty training? I would have liked to help.”
Levi shrugs and smiles at me. “You’ve been busy. Brian, I didn’t want to bother you. Mel and I were perfectly capable of toilet training Gus.”
I run my hands through my hair and sigh. “I know you’re perfectly capable. I just feel like I missed out on something special…something important.” I close my eyes as I feel tears coming again. Seeing how much I’ve missed in my son’s life over the years makes my heart ache. I make a promise with myself that I won’t do that again. For the rest of his life I’m going to be there for him.
“You’ll just have to enjoy it the second time around then.” I hear Levi say, looking at him, totally confused.
“What do you mean?”
Levi rolls his eyes. “Brian, I’ve put this off way too long and I can’t do it anymore.”
The next thing I notice or more like feel is Levi’s hand smacking me upside the head. “What the fuck?” I exclaim, as I rub my sore head. “What was that for?”
“Not telling you’re best friend that you went out and got yourself knocked up.”
I look at Levi in shock. “What…how…I mean…” I stutter.
Levi laughs at me. “I’m not stupid, Brian. I know all the signs of pregnancy, if you remember correctly I’ve been through it all before.”
I laugh and nod my head. “I remember, and I think I’m the one that put you in that position too, if I remember correctly.”
Levi nods and then gets serious. “Why didn’t you tell me, Brian?”
I sigh and close my eyes for a second, trying to remember the reason. “I didn’t want to hear ‘I told you so.’ Especially because of whom the father is.” I say the last part quietly.
“I know Justin is the father Brian, and I’ve known from almost the beginning how much you felt for the boy. “
“That’s what everybody is saying.” I laugh.
“Well, everybody is smart.” Levi laughs with me, turning to look at the stairs when Mel comes walking into the room. “I finally got the truth.”
Mel laughs and smiles at me. “Congrats Brian, and yes, I do mean that.”
I smile at Mel and nod my appreciation. I know the idea of me being pregnant is probably hard on Mel. He and Levi had found out a few years after they got married that he couldn’t get pregnant, or get anybody pregnant. This is the reason why I offered to impregnate Levi. At first, we weren’t expecting me to get involved with Gus’ life after the initial cum in the cup routine, but after a while, and I think I have Justin to thank for this, I finally started to be more of the father I should.
I try to stand up and find myself stuck on the floor. Looking at Mel who is still standing up, I smile sheepishly. “Could you give me a hand please?”
Mel looks at me in shock, but does as I ask and helps me to my feet. “How far along are you, Brian?”
“Six months as of yesterday. Only three more to go, thank god!” I say laughing, feeling a lot better now then I had earlier. For some reason I’m no longer upset at Justin. “Well, I’m going to head home, I just needed some time to think I guess.”
Levi walks me to the door and gives me a kiss on the cheek. “Don’t be a stranger, Bri. Your son misses you.”
I smile and nod. “I don’t plan on it Le. I’ll call you tomorrow. Maybe we can work out some time to go out or something.”
“I would like that, see ya.” Levi waves as I walk down the steps and back to the jeep. Slightly wondering if Justin would be home when I get back. I don’t go straight home though. I drive all around Pittsburg and it’s almost midnight before I’m opening the door to the loft and walking inside. It’s quiet and I get a feeling of dread inside of me. Thinking that Justin really did take my words to heart and went home…stayed home.
Sighing, I walk up the few stairs to my bedroom. Once I get to the top I can’t help but smile, and the weight that had come over me is lifted. Justin is lying on his old side of the bed, curled up under the blankets. The sight makes my heart melt. Quickly and quietly, I strip out of my clothes and climb into bed, snuggling up to him. God, how I have missed this the last four months. I missed having his body heat against my bare skin. Missed how his body seemed to fit perfectly against mine. After a few minutes Justin started to move against me and when I open my eyes he’s looking at me.
“I’m sorry.” I whisper, feeling like that is the first thing I should say.
He shakes his head. “No Brian, I’m the one who should apologize. I shouldn’t have told Michael, that was your job.”
“Let’s just forget about it and move on.” I say, running my hands through his hair. “I told Le and Mel.”
I watch as Justin’s eyes go wide. “Really, you told them?”
I nod, and lean in to kiss Justin softly on the lips. “Well, actually he told me. Guess people suspect that I’m pregnant.”
“You threw me totally off guard.” He says to me, before snuggling back against me more.
I can feel my dick coming to life, but I don’t really feel like sex. Things between Justin and I are still rocky and I actually feel it wouldn’t be right. “Goodnight Justin.” I whisper, closing my eyes.
I can tell he’s shocked that I don’t want to fuck because I’m sure he can feel my hard-on pressing into his ass, but he doesn’t say anything besides goodnight back. We both fall asleep in each others’ arms for the first time in months.
AUTHORS NOTE: I know it took forever to get this chapter to you, but I hoped to make up for it in length. Like always, I hope everybody enjoyed the chapter and will have fun reading this on my new web site! Oh yeah and for feedback which is always welcome e-mail me at…cwlystep@aol.com (For direct link of web site look at top of this page.)
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