Josh don't know why he left Lance alone in the room. Before he realized what he was doing, he was out standing by his car leaning against the hood. He looked back towards the room and sighed. What the hell was he doing? He stood up, and began to walk towards the room, but stopped himself. He leaned back down, and ran his hands through his curls. He saw the drape move to the side, and he knew Lance was watching him. After a few moments, the drape fell and Josh sighed. Standing up, he walked back to the room and went inside. He leaned against the door, and watched Lance sitting on the bed across the room. "Lance, I don't know what we are doing here." Lance moved so that he was facing Josh sitting cross legged on the bed. "What do you mean?" Josh moved to the bed and sat down. "I mean us. Here. Running away from some guy who can very likely kill one or both of us if he finds us. " "I still don't follow you here, Josh. I know what we are doing. I know what Joe will do when he finds us, but I don't get what you mean about us." Josh moved closer. "Okay. I'll put it this way. Is there an us? Or is this something else?" Lance began to pick at the bedspread beneath his fingertips. "Oh." Josh sighed. "Listen, I'm going to be honest here with you. I want there to be an us. I didn't run away with you here because I just wanted to be your friend. From that first night at the club when I heard you laugh, I wanted you. Time just helped build on that, but then I could see you with Joe, and I figured I never would have the chance. Now we're here, and I don't know what to do. I'm lost." Josh stopped speaking taking a deep breath. He reached up and played with the necklace around his neck. He felt Lance take his hand, and he looked up. "One day, I want you to give me this necklace." Lance moved closer and kissed Josh gently. When he moved back slightly, he could see the shock plainly on Josh's face. "I am not going to break, Josh. I left Joe for a reason that night. I wanted to be with you." He paused as he moved to sit next to Josh.  "Damn, Josh. That first night when I heard you at the club I liked you, but what could I do? Then that night on the balcony. I thought you knew by now." Josh smiled as he readhed out and pulled Lance closer. "Well, now I know. That is what is important." He reached up and touched Lance's cheek. He watched as Lance closed his eyes. Josh moved in slowly. Not wanting to disturb the perfect picture in front of him. When his lips touched Lance's, Lance let out a small moan. Josh smiled as he pressed his lips against Lance's again. He let his tongue lick against Lance's lips. He felt Lance's hands make their way up his arms and around his neck as he opened his mouth to his tongue. As they continued to kiss, Josh let his hands move up and down Lance's back. When Lance pushed him back onto the bed, Josh let out a surprised gasp. Lance raised his head and looked down at Josh with a small grin. Lance tickled his fingers down Josh's sides, and let them make their way under Josh's t-shirt. He lifted it slowly never letting his eyes move away from Josh's. He continued to lift until Josh reached down and pulled it over his still damp hair. After throwing it to the side, he reached up and began to unbutton Lance's shirt. When all the buttons were undone, he pushed Lance's shirt off his shoulders and threw it to the floor with his. He pulled Lance down until he lay on him. Josh was about to open his mouth to speak, but Lance silenced him with a kiss.  As they continued to kiss, Josh moved them so that he was laying next to Lance. Josh finally raised his head as he let his fingers run through Lance's hair. "I must be dreaming." Lance shook his head. "No dream. I'm here." He raised his hand, and let it brush aisde the curls that fell onto Josh's face. "I'll still be here when you wake up, too." Josh nodded slowly. "Good." He let out a small yawn as he lay his head next to Lance's on the bed. "I'm sleepy." "Then go to sleep. We have tomorrow," Lance whisperd. He turned towards the man next to him and saw he was already asleep. Lance moved closer wrapping his arms around Josh's waist as he lowered his head to his chest. He fell asleep safe and happy. The next morning Josh opened his eyes slowly. He could feel Lance still next to him. He looked over and smiled at him still asleep. He reached out and let his hand travel down Lance's back. "Aww, how sweet." continue menu