Chapter 7 Over the next few days, Lance avoided JC. If he didn't have to talk to him, he didn't.  Joey was of no help whatsoever.By the end of the third day, JC was getting frustrated. No matter how he approached Lance, he didn't respond. That night they had the night off and JC was determined to get Lance to talk to him. Maybe if Lance wouldn't talk to him. He could get through to him some other way. Pulling out his notebook, he began to write. About an twenty minutes later he was done. When he saw Lance walk into the room, he stood up leaving his book open on the table to the page he had just written on. JC watched Lance as he sat down at the table glancing over at the notebook. Lance looked to find JC before reaching over to pick up the book. He know he shouldn't read JC's notebook, but as it shut something caught his eye, and he reopened it to the last page. Lance, since you won't talk to me I figured I would communicate the best way I know how. Through the written word. When you asked me why I had come to you now I didn't know what to say. Finding out you loved me was a shock at first, but as I spent that day at photo shoot after photo shoot I began to realize that all those nights at the clubs I was looking for something I already had. I had someone that loved me for me. Not the fame. Not the money. Just me, Josh. Someone that would always be there for me, and I for them. No matter what happens.I had that all along in you. You are always there for me whenever I need a shoulder to cry on. When I think of the time we wasted apart I want to cry Lance. I don't want to waste anymore time. I love everything about you. Your smile. Your eyes. Your laugh. That sexy body of yours. I just love you, Lance. If you still love me, too, I will be waiting for you in my room. Josh Lance slowly closed the notebook looking up towards the doorway. He had to go talk to Josh now. Standing up he picked up the notebook and walked down the hall knocking on JC's door. When there response, he tried the knob and it turned in his hand. He walked into the room which was lit by a soft light. Seeing no sign of JC, he walked over to the bed and lay the notebook on it. When he felt two arms wrap around his waist, he jumped. JC lowered his head to Lance's shoulder. "Lance, I'm sorry." Turning around in JC's arms, Lance reached up and touched JC's cheek softly. "I'm sorry, too. The whole silent thing was stupid." JC sighed. "I should have noticed sooner, Lance. I had everything a man could want, but the one thing I wanted most of all was missing." Lance pressed his lips to JC's gently. "Well, now I bring you the one thing you always wanted. I bring you love." JC pulled Lance closer lowering his mouth to kiss him softly. When Lance parted his lips, JC took the invitation and slid his tongue inside feeling Lance moan as he did so.The kisses grew more and more passionate and before they knew it they were laying on the bed. Lance was the first to break the kiss breathing heavily.  He let his fingers trail over JC's arm as he looked up at JC. "Josh, don't you think this is a little fast here? I mean you know I love you." Josh silenced the younger man lying beneath him with a gentle kiss. "We have the rest of our lives together, Lance. I finally found him, and I am not going to ever let him go." Lance raised his head and kissed JC back. "I'm not going to let you go either, Josh. " Lance smiled as JC laid his head on his shoulder drifting off to sleep. He wrapped his arms around him tighter. He finally had it all. BACK MENU