Lance listened silently as Josh made his way into the bedroom. He felt him slide into the bed, but still Lance did not move. He didn't feel like dealing with Josh. Not tonight. Not with Justin so close. Why had Justin been brought back into his life now? Why had been brought into his life that night? Lance felt Josh press up against his back kissing the top of his shoulder. He could feel his breath on the back of his neck, but he still did not turn around. He knew he should. This was Josh. The man he loved. Yet his mind kept drifting down to the other man he knew was asleep downstairs.The man that was no more than a boy really, but yet he felt some unconscious pulled towards. Lance felt more than heard Josh sigh before he turned over on his side. Not soon after, he heard Josh's breathing slow into sleep. He turned onto his back and glanced over the man beside him. He waited until he was sure that Josh was asleep before moving to slip out of the bed. He padded in his bare feet over to the bedroom opening it slowly stopping momentarily to look back to make sure Josh had not wakened. When he saw him still sound asleep, he left the room and made his way down the stairs. He walked through the kitchen and down the hall to guest room at the end. He saw the door stood slightly a jar, and he looked inside towards the bed. When he found the bed empty, he pushed the door open further, but Justin was nowhere to be found. He walked back towards the kitchen and into the living room stopping in the doorway when he saw Justin standing in the corner. Justin's back was towards him, but it looked like he was looking at one of the pictures that lined the mantle over the fireplace.Lance moved closer and reached up his hand, but just before it landed on Justin's shoulder, Justin turned to face him. "Don't, Lance." Lance looked down at the floor at his feet. "Justin, we need to talk." Justin shrugged his shoulders. "What about? We made no promises. You said it yourself that night. It was just one night, Lance. That was it. You said you were going to try and work things out with your man, and it looks like you did. I'm happy for you." Justin began to push by Lance, but Lance reached out to stop him. "Yes, things are better with Josh and I, but I still remember you. You are constantly in my thoughts. Tonight when I saw you, I wanted to grab you and kiss you. I feel this connection with you that I just cannot explain." Justin laughed. "Do you know how many nights I thought about you? Hoping maybe I would see you again, and hoping that maybe things wouldn't have worked with your man." Lance reached out again and touched Justin's cheek, but he jerked back from the touch. "No. We won't do this. I know JC now. He is my friend, and I know he loves you. He talks about his boyfriend all the time. I just wished he would have said your name." Lance dropped his head down letting out a soft sigh. He looked down at the floor again  "Then I guess that is it then." He looked up and caught Justin watching him with a sad look. "Justin..." Justin caught his gaze and took a deep breath. Letting it out, he shook his head. "Screw this," he mumbled before reaching out and pulling Lance to him.Before Lance could even speak, Justin had claimed his mouth kissing him hungrily. Lance groaned softly wrapping his arms around Justin's back pressing his body against Justin's. "Oh my God." Lance broke the kiss, and looked towards the doorway. "Josh." continue menu