Gays of Our Lives: Book 3 (Chapter 51-75)

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*hot guy fades into light,

First his sculpted torso and chiseled abs, followed by his pecs, followed by his bulging biceps then finally his gorgeous face, a face created by Angels comes into view.

"Like the hot guy of our dreams so our the Gays of Our Lives"

Hot guy flexes his muscles

*Title sequence fades out

****Scene 1: Eric’s POV**********************

Chandler Mansion, Raven Hill Island,

Mike and I had been enjoying ourselves immensely when we received a call from Kayla. When Mike got off the phone he had that worried look on his face. A look that I knew well; a look that said it all. There was something very, very wrong and judging by what I made from the phone call it concerned Jake.

“What’s wrong?” I inquired, as I set up in our oh so comfortable bed.

“It’s Jake he’s not taking Brett’s death very well.” Mike sighed as he turned to look at me. The sorrow and the fear was written across his face. “Kayla said that he is refusing to leave Brett’s bedside and he won’t even let them take Brett’s body to the morgue.”

“What madness! What insanity?” Mike cried. “I wish there was some way I could reach him. Some way I could show him that he’s not alone in THIS! That he has you and me, and all of his friends and family to turn to.”

“Babe you have to understand and look at it from his standpoint. Jake just lost the only man that has ever loved him the way he wanted to be loved………by you…….Remember when he first found out that we were together? He was furious and angry with you because he loved you and wanted to be with you. His heart was broken. And he just couldn’t understand why you would want to be with me.”

“Because I love you,” Mike interrupted, lightly kissing me on the forehead. “And I always will love you.”

“Wait listen, let me finish,” I continued. “Yes I know you love me but he loves you as well and not just as friends. Eventually he did accept that we were together, hell he even went to our wedding, partly because he had Brett to love. But I know that for all that love that he has for Brett he still has feelings for you so now that Brett is gone his heart has broken all over again.” I sighed. “If I were in his situation right now and I was grieving your death I would be heartbroken and unable to listen to reason.”

“Eric? Are you jealous of Jake?” Mike blurted. “You don’t have to be jealous or insecure when it comes to Jake because I love you and only you.”

“No I’m not jealous of Jake.” I scoffed. “How could I be jealous of him when he has just lost the love of his life? I’m not jealous or insecure of my brother, but I do know him, even before I knew him as my brother I knew him as you’re best friend. And I know that he is in love with you. And he always has been. I see the way he looks at you, the way he talks about you and I know he loves you. I have accepted that fact because I love you and I love him too.”

“Eric you don’t have to worry about me and Jake.” Mike chuckled. “I do love Jake but only as one loves a brother or a friend and certainly not the way I love you. Just because Brett is out of the picture doesn’t mean I’m going to jump into bed with him. I’m not that kind of guy.”

“I know that.” I sighed.

“Come on babe, enough talk of death. I do believe that before you got that call from Kayla you were just about to lick the cum from my dick... Ever since you removed those sweet lips of yours my cock has been aching for its touch once more.”

Pulling the sheets down around me Mike who was still as naked as the day his mother bore him…..and looking as sexy as ever. Once my cock was fully exposed my husband climbed into the bed crawling up to me right between my legs. Once he reached my crotch he took hold of my cock, grasping it in his warm hands.

He slowly began to stroke the shaft of my cock with his hands, while he kissed the head of my cock with his wet lips, licking around the slit of my cock.

As Michael gazed up at me he looked absolutely mesmerized with my cock lodged between his lips. He looked good enough to fuck but unfortunately I didn’t have time to do that so I just bent down and kissed him squarely on those sweet wet lips of his.

“Mmmmm I can smell my cock on your lips.” I groaned, licking my own precum off my husband’s lips. “I fucking love that!”

“I hadn’t noticed.” Mike grinned, before he dove back down onto my dick. Michael sucking on my cock with those beautiful lips of his was like heaven. It was truly amazing watching my thick cock slide in and out of those sweet lips of his. And that wondrous tongue swirling around my cockhead and licking every inch of my shaft until I was ready to blow.

And blow I did. All over my un-expecting husband’s face covering him in a layer of cum. I was enough cum for his face, hair and chest. Cum didn’t just drench him there was enough to coat my lower half and make it sticky down there. I was surprised that it was so plentiful considering I had just blown my load the previous night several times and had been leaking precum all night as we snuggled up to each other.

“Wow,” I think we need a shower.” I laughed.

“Agreed,” Mike smiled as he started to lick the cum from around my cock.

Sweet Jesus!

****Scene 2: Eric’s POV**********************

Chandler Mansion, Raven Hill Island,

After our latest fuck session there was still cum covering our hard and sweaty bodies. My husband Michael licked the cum off my chest and off my entire body. After he was finished I pulled him up and kissed him hard on the lips, my cum still dripping from his lips. Mike went into the bathroom and I followed him in. He jumped into the shower and I climbed in behind him. Michael turned the faucet to the side and the lukewarm water began to fall down from the showerhead on to our naked bodies. After that we began to wash our hard bodies, scrubbing shoulders, dicks, arms, legs, butts and so forth.

Taking a shower and not fucking my husband in the process is something that is incredibly difficult to do. You try to keep from getting a hard-on when within eyesight you have hot water running down the most delicious looking ass you’ve ever seen. It’s hard as hell or in my case as hard as my cock just thinking about it.

For that brief fifteen minutes that we were in that shower it was as if the whole world was irrelevant and we were alone to ourselves. No worries, no family drama, and no crazed killer. Thank heavens.

Mike turned the faucet to the other side turning the shower off. While he was drying his hair off I stepped out of the bathroom with nothing on. Why walk around with clothes on in your bedroom? I don’t see the point. As I plopped down onto our bed I noticed there was a book on the nightstand. It was some homoerotic novel Mike had been reading called the ‘The Doctor is In’ and plastered on the cover was a really hot guy with rippling washboard abs who we were supposed to believe was a doctor. I opened the book and read the first few pages but then I began to flip through the pages having gone board.

Anyways as I laid naked on his bed after drying off my body Mike came into the room draped in a loose hanging towel that hid very little of his incredibly sexy body.

When Mike spotted me lying naked sprawled out on his bed he smiled. “Hahah, Eric!” he laughed. “I thought you would have put clothes on by now. We have to go to the hospital.”

Glancing up from the book I was attempting to read I looked up at my sexy husband standing before me in a skimpy towel and dripping wet. I gave him a smile as he continued to tell me about how important it was for us to go over to the hospital right away. Don’t get me wrong my husband is more than just a piece of meat or ass but as he was talking my eyes drifted from his face to other parts of his body…..to those abs that glistened with light water droplets down to the towel were I could make out the impression of this thick cock.

“Eric!!!” Mike yelled out. “Stop looking at my dick and listen to what I’m saying! My face is up here not down there at my crotch!”

“Dude don’t be mad I’m just so horny.” I groaned. “Michael you can’t blame me for looking when you’re just standing there practically naked and looking so sexy.”

“Baby I’m not blaming you for anything…….I just want you to listen to what I’m saying because Jake is going to need all of us to help him now that Brett is gone.” Mike sighed. “Remember last night you told me you wanted to help Jake.

“And I do want to help him.” I replied sheepishly. “He is my brother after all and I do love him just like I love you.” I started to trail off as I started to look down at Mike’s crotch once more.

“ERIC!!” Mike yelled out. “You’re doing it again. I’m talking here and you’re staring at the outline of my DICK!”

“Jesus CHRIST! SHOOT ME for finding my husband attractive.” I bellowed as I raised my voice at my husband. “I’m going to do everything I can to help Jake but you can’t really be standing here getting mad at me for looking at your body….you’ve got a great body.”

“That’s what I’m talking about!” Mike cried. “You just think of me as object of sexual desire to be fucked and used whenever you please! James told me that a guy like you would only be interested in me for sex. They all said you wouldn’t be capable of forming a relationship……for god’s sake you left your old girlfriend to be with me!”

“How could you say that?!” I yelled, my eyes watering. “How could you even listen to James and what those other people said? How could you throw that in my face when you know how much I love you? When you know how much I changed to be a better man for you.”

“IF you loved me you would listen to what I had to say and you wouldn’t be treating me like some kind of sex object. I’m more than a piece of ass for you to fuck!”

“IF I loved you!!!” I growled. “What the hell. Of course I love you. I took a bullet for you and I would do it again. Because I love you with all my heart and I’m not just saying that because I want to get you into bed.”

“All my life I never saw gay couples that lasted let alone interracial gay couples. I’m starting to wonder if James was right when he said ours wouldn’t last.” Mike continued, tears rolling down his face.

“Babe you can’t really be saying this……this has absolutely nothing to do with our races! When I look at you I don’t see a black guy I see my husband and that’s all! This is about your need to put everyone else’s happiness above your own! You don’t feel like you should be in a happy relationship while your best friend Jake is suffering the loss of Brett.”

“This has nothing to do with Jake this has to do with you always sexualizing me. It’s always ‘I can’t wait to bend you over this and I can’t wait to shove my dick that tight hole and so forth.’ After a while it makes me feel like all you want from me is sex.”

“That’s not true at all.” I cried as I embraced Mike. “You are so much more to me than just sex. You are my husband and I love you with all my heart. If I was granted a thousand years on this earth I would want to spend every one of them with you and if I couldn’t be with you then those days wouldn’t be worth living.”

“And if you wanted to live all of those thousand years without ever having sex or being physical I would because I love you and want to be with you.”

“I love you too and you know that’s not what I want.” Mike added. “What I want is for our relationship to be about more than just sex.”

“Mike our relationship isn’t about sex it’s about love……because I love you with every fibre of my body.” I replied as I wiped the tears from my husband’s eyes.

“I love you too,” Mike smiled as he kissed me on the lips.

****Scene 3: Mike’s POV**********************

Chandler Mansion, Kitchen, Raven Hill Island,

After Eric and I had finished drying off we put on some clothes and we went downstairs to the kitchen to make some breakfast. When we entered the kitchen we were greeted by my sister Emily, who had an absolutely huge grin on her face. “Hey you guys!” she smiled. “I’m so glad you guys are finally up……I mean I know you guys were up but I’m glad I can see you and not just hear you.”

“What are you talking about?” I asked as Eric and I rummaged around the cabinet looking for something to eat. “What do you mean not just hear us?”

“Did you forget that my room is right down the hall?”

“No but what are you talking about?” I sighed.

“I’m talking about what I heard last night.”

“What did you hear last night?” Eric blurted.

“Yeah what did you hear?” I added.

“Um last night silly. I heard you guys getting busy in your room last night and I have to say that it sounded kind of painful. I thought might have to check on my little brother to make sure he was alright. Actually I was going to go over there and check on you guys when I heard you guys.”

“Thank god you didn’t do that.” Eric laughed. “I think if you would have entered this room last night you would be looking at your brother in a very different way now.”

“I mean I was at the door and I was turning the knob when I heard the moaning and that’s when I realized you guys were indisposed. And that’s when I ran back to my room and shut my door. Thankfully I had some headphones and some good music to drown out all the screams of passion coming from you guy’s room.”

“Oh god! You heard us!”

“Heard you! I almost saw it.” Emily laughed. “Next time you guys might want to turn on some music so that it drowns out the noise. I know the mansion has an endless amount of rooms but I think grandfather would be livid if he walked in on his precious grandson getting plowed by his husband even if that husband was a cutie like you Eric.”

“Emily!” I cried. “I really don’t want to talk about me and Eric’s sex life in the middle of our family’s kitchen.”

“Neither do I…” Emily laughed.

“But you’re the one who brought it up.” I laughed back. “Eric and I literally just entered the room and you started hinting at what we were doing last night.”

“Yeah I was just trying to give you guys a little heads up.” Emily giggled. “You know before someone like grandfather or worse mother hear it.”

“Thanks for the heads up.” Eric chuckled, as he and Emily high-fived.

“Gee thanks for letting us know that were being too loud….”

“Too loud about what?” a voice asked. Emily and I both turned around to see our mother wearing one of light blue Wyndemere’s pinstripe pants suit. “What are you kids talking about and what is so funny?”

“Mom we were just talking about….” Emily began, before I cut her off, flashing her the evil eye.

“Nothing mom.” I blurted. “We were just talking about this stupid show we saw the other night.”

“What was the name of it?” she asked.

“We didn’t get the name but it was about these two people who were having sex. I mean they were really getting it on and people kept walking in on them because they were being so loud.” Emily giggled. “It was like I was actually there.”

“Emily….” I grumbled.

“Emily Katherine Louise Chandler!” our mother snapped. “You kids should not be watching something like that. That doesn’t sound like it’s appropriate for you to be watching….What if your grandmother had walked in on you guys?”

“Mother we’re not kids anymore. You have to remember that were grown now……and besides I have a kid of my own for goodness sake.”

“I know……our darling little Johnny.” Our mother beamed. “Before I came down here I went to check on him in the nursery. He’s getting so big and it’s getting so close to his birthday too.”

“I know and I’m so excited.”

“We all are.” Eric smiled as he put his hand in mine. “Why are you so dressed up today if you don’t mind me asking?”

“Not at all.” My mother laughed. “There’s a board meeting at Chandler today, something about some up and coming tech-company that we recently acquired. There’s certain issues that need to be hashed out before it can be fully brought under the Chandler umbrella. Trivial matters really”

“Mother you hate Chandler…….this is more than just a trivial matter? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing is wrong.” My mother smiled. “You’re grandfather and father have everything under control. All you have to do is let your father and I vote your shares.”

“For what?”

“Nothing.”

“If it’s a board meeting concerning the major shareholders of the company don’t you think Mike and Emily should go, considering they both own a chunk of the company?” Eric added.

“Emily IS going and I thought it would be best if Michael’s father and I voted his proxy for him so that he could go to the hospital and be with his friend. That’s actually why I came down here in the first place.

“Fine you can have my proxy.” I sighed. “But mother if anything is going on with Chandler I want you to tell me. That place is like a second home to me.”

“I will but I really have to go now.” My mother smiled, as she turned to leave.

****Scene 4: Jake’s POV**********************

Harmony Hospital, ICU 6024 Main Street,

“Jake!” I heard a voice call my name.

“Jake! Jake! Jake!” the voice repeated. “Wake up Jake!” I felt a hand on my shoulder as I slowly but surely started to open my eyes. When I open my eyes I turned around to see Bryce, that really hot guy with the tight ass smiling up at me. Looking around the room I noticed that it was back to normal and Brett was once more lying motionless in the bed.

“Hey Bryce!” I smiled. “I’m really glad you decided to come here. I know if Brett knew you were here he would be happy to see you.”

“Hey sleepy head.” Bryce smiled back at me. “Of course I would come here to see you. The other day I saw on the news that the killer attacked Brett. But when I heard that he had passed away I knew I had to come and see you. I know how much Brett meant to you.”

“I only knew him for a short time but I loved him so much.” I cried.

“Jake I know you’re grieving right now but I want to say something to you.”

“About what?”

“It’s about what one of the doctors were talking about when I walked in…..I overheard them talking about how you slept two nights in this room with Brett.”

“Yeah so what?”

“Um……..and they also said that you wouldn’t let them take the body out of here. And that you’ve been clinging to him the whole time.”

“Yes I did that.” I replied. “They were going to take him out of here like he was nothing. Like he wasn’t a human being like he was just some slab of meat to be thrown away.”

“I just couldn’t let them do that.” I cried.

“Jake I know you are hurting right now but you have to understand that Brett is gone and that he is in a better place now…..You have to let him go or he can’t move on.”

“Oh that’s funny.” I chuckled.

“Why is that?”

“It’s funny because Brett said that very same thing to me.”

“When?” Bryce shot back. “I’m confused….”

“Just now….”

“What do you mean just now?!” Bryce cried. “Jake are you feeling alright? You do know that Brett is gone right? He couldn’t have told you that he’s gone Remember?”

“Dude relax I’m not crazy.” I laughed. “I know this is going to sound really weird but before you got here I talked to Brett. It was in a dream but it was so real…..it was as if he was alive and well now. And I another thing before he left he kissed me on the lips and I can still feel it.”

“Jake I don’t mean to burst your bubble but it was dream…..Jake he died and he’s not coming back….You have to understand that and you also have to understand that the doctors here only want to help him……and that means taking him to where he needs to be….”

“I do understand that…….Bryce…If they wanted to help him they should have done everything they could to save him!” I grumbled. “And you have to understand that Brett was here and that he did speak to me. I know he did.”

“Don’t you believe me?” I replied, looking up at Bryce. “You don’t believe me do you? I can see it all over your face…..You don’t!”

“Jake I really care about you and I really, really want to believe you. But it’s just impossible. How could he visit you he’s gone? It’s not like he can rise from the dead.”

“If you really cared about me you would believe me when I told you that Brett was here and that he came to see me one last time. But you don’t.”

“I want to.” Bryce pleaded, grabbing hold of my hand.

“That’s not enough…….If you can’t believe me what’s the point.” I replied, shoving his hand away from me. “Why are you even here?”

“Because I care about you.”

“And I care about you too.” I sighed. “Which is why I think I should be honest with you.”

“Honest about what?” Bryce replied…A puzzled look written across his face.

“About my feelings…..my actual feelings… “I like having sex with you…….No I really like having sex with you. Like a lot. But I love Brett and there is something that you should know. The night Brett was attacked we had gotten back together and I was going to tell you but then I heard what happened to him and he was the only one on my mind….I do care about you and I am really sorry for this but I don’t think we can see each other anymore. Please don’t be mad at me.”

“Jake how could I ever be mad at you. I care about you so very much. We both knew what we were getting into when we started sleeping together. No attachment, just sex……That’s all and I’m fine with that. I know you want to be alone. And I’m fine with that. But what I’m not fine with is not being in your life……at all. I still want to be your friend.”

“Bryce I want to continue to be your friend too…..I really do but I can’t.”

“What do you mean you can’t? Does this have something to do with Brett? If it does I really don’t think he would be against you being happy or at least having a friend.”

“No it’s because every freaking time I look at you I want to jump your bones. It’s really hard being friends with someone who I want to fuck……I mean it’s almost unbearable that I have to watch Mike be married to my own brother when I know in my heart that he should be with me.”

“WHAT THE HELL!” a voice yelled out. It was Eric….. “We came all the way over here to see if you were alright and here you are talking about how I’m not good enough for Michael.”

“Eric! Michael!” I cried in shock. “I didn’t hear you guys come in.”

“Yes I can see that.” Eric retorted. “Because if you did hear us come in I don’t think you would have been talking about how unworthy I am for Michael.”

“That’s not what he meant.” Bryce blurted, in an effort to try and defend me.

“But that’s what he said.” Eric yelled back.

“Eric that’s not what I meant……..I would have never said it if….”

“If what?” Eric growled. “IF you had known I was going to be here? Some brother you’re supposed to be I came here with my Husband……Yes he’s my husband!…….to check on and comfort my grieving brother and I find him here talking about how I’m not good enough for MY husband!”

“Dude you don’t understand!” Bryce interjected. Once more in an attempt to calm the increasingly irate Eric. “Jake is distraught and he was just saying things that he doesn’t really mean. Grief makes people say things they don’t really mean.”

“This doesn’t concern you.” Eric replied. “And you should know that your precious boyfriend has been against my relationship with my husband from the very beginning.”

“Don’t talk to him like that!” I yelled back. “Why don’t you just leave?!”

“I’ll speak to him anyway I want to speak to him.” Eric screamed. “OH you mean leave like how the hospital staff asked you to leave this room? But you’ve chosen to stay for the past few days….”

“Eric that wasn’t nice.” Mike blurted. “You have to think of his feelings.”

“I don’t care if it was nice….” Eric cried. “Did he think of my feelings when he told his freaking boyfriend how worthless I was when compared to my husband? Did he think of my feelings when he went around telling people he was better for you then me?!”

“Way to go Eric!” I laughed…… “Thanks for proving me right.”

“Would you two shut up?! Brett is dead and you two are fighting over absolutely nothing! Jake, Eric is my husband and you are going to have to deal with it! And Eric just because Jake’s new boyfriend Bryce isn’t all that familiar with the situation doesn’t mean he doesn’t have a good point.”

“He’s not my boyfriend anymore!” Bryce yelled out, as he stormed off…..

“What did you do?” Eric laughed.

“What did I do?” I laughed back. “More like what did you do? Because my husband didn’t walk out on me embarrassed like yours just did…..

“What the hell are you talking about?” Eric growled.

“Turn around and see for yourself.” I grinned. “Notice anything?”

Eric turned around to see that not only Bryce had left but so did Michael…….

****Scene 5: Mike’s POV**********************

Lila’s Café, 16 Wharf Street,

As soon as I heard Jake talking about Eric and mine’s relationship I knew we were in for some trouble. And trouble it was……They both were yelling and screaming at the top of their lungs I was certain one of the nurses or hospital staff would have us all thrown out. Thankfully we were not thrown out. I think I would have been more embarrassed then I already was if someone had come in to remove us from the premises especially considering the fact that my family was a major donor to the hospital’s financial endowment

This one saving grace did not save me from the embarrassment of witnessing my husband and best friend’s screaming match drive an innocent bystander out of the room. I was so upset that I ran off as well. I ran down the hall, to the elevator. Once the elevator reached the ground floor I didn’t stop there, in fact I ran all the way to the docks where my friend’s favourite coffee shop, Lila’s was located.

Peering into the window I noticed that the shop was practically empty save a few dedicated regulars and a one barista standing by the coffee machine. Instead of going in I simply sat down on the bench outside with my head in my hands.

I hadn’t been sitting like that for very long when someone tapped me on the shoulder. Opening my eyes I looked up to see Zach and his piercing green eyes staring back at me. Yes that incredibly hot guy that I kept running into.

“What’s going on man?” Zach smiled. “You look kind of down.”

“I’m fine.” I lied.

“You’re not fine.” Zach laughed. “You usually have a big smile on your face but right now it’s nowhere in sight. You look like somebody stole your puppy.”

“What is it that’s got you down? Hubby troubles?”

“Is it that obvious?” I sighed.

“Pretty obvious I would say.” Zach laughed back. “Here I have an idea why don’t you come inside with me and I’ll buy you a coffee.”

“I can pay for it.” I chuckled, as I raised my hand to dry my tears.

“I know Mr Moneybags……..but I want to buy it for you.” Zach smiled as he grabbed hold of my hand and whipped the tears off my cheek. “I’ll pay for it can be my treat. And besides someone as handsome as you shouldn’t have to buy their own drinks just like they should never be sad.”

We walked into the shop and sat down at one of the empty tables. A second later the barista had galloped over to where we were seated and she proceeded to take our orders.

“And what would you gentlemen like?” she smiled.

“Well I’ll have the Cinnamon Roll Frappuccino with cookie crisps” I smiled.

“And you,” she smiled as she turned to face Zach.

“Well I’ll have something a little more simple.” He grinned. “I would like a black coffee with no creamer and lots of sugar.”

“Wow that’s a first not many of our customers like our black coffee.” The barista whose name ‘Hannah’ was printed on her name tag.

“I love ‘black’ coffee,” Zach smiled, putting a very significant emphasis on the word black. “I really do love it. It’s so good, strong, and it makes me feel so warm.”

“Um why do I get the feeling that were not talking about coffee anymore?” Hannah laughed as she backed away from our table, notepad in hand.

A few minutes later Zach and I were sitting at the table in that one corner of Lila’s with the window laughing and talking about nearly every faucet of life. “Wait, wait one minute….I just want to know what gave it away? How did you know I was having trouble with my husband?”

“Truthfully I didn’t know……I just guessed……a lucky guess. Because I hit it right on the head by your reaction.” Zach smiled back. “I have a question for you.”

“Ask away.”

“If you don’t mind me asking……why are you even married? When you could be free having your pick of the hottest guys in town?” Zach chuckled. “A young, attractive man like you should be spending his twenties living his life, making mistakes with people, and having fun not being tied down to one man.”

“I’m with Eric because I love him. I’m know I’m really young……way too young to be married but when I think of a life without him I can’t even comprehend it.”

“Dude I’ have never been married but take it from me they are a disaster waiting to happen. I know I’m only few years older than you but I’ve got a few friends who married young and they are living to regret it now.”

“I would never regret being with Eric or marrying Eric.” I sighed.

“Even though you two are fighting?”

“Yes.” I cried. “We used to be so happy. But ever since we got married we’ve been bickering and forth over nonsense. And I don’t know what to do. It’s like being married has caused us to turn into our parents….well my parents at least.”

“You see my parents fight all the time……and that is not what I want for my marriage. I want my marriage to be filled with love and happiness not constant fights. Because I love Eric.”

“Even with your doubts…?”

“Yes………I know he loves me I just want him to respect me and not treat me like some sex object anymore.”

“Dude can you really blame him for looking or wanting to catch a glimpse of you? I’m sorry for the language but you are fucking hot. If you were my husband I would be making sweet love to you every single night and I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off you. Hell it’s hard trying not to stare at you all day in class alone.”

“You stare at me?” I asked my jaw hanging down. Honestly I kind of sensed it because every time we would be in class I would turn around and he would turn his head away as quickly as he could.”

“Yes I stare………But I want to do more,” Zach laughed as he caressed the side of my face and pulled in kissing me hard on the lips. He had apparently just finished chewing some gum or eating a mint because his mouth smelled all minty.

I tried to pull away but he was holding me tightly. And I have to admit he was a great kisser. A really great kisser I might add. But I’m a married man. What the hell am I thinking?

“Coffee’s ready!” Hannah exclaimed, breaking up the kiss as we unlocked lips. The kiss had only lasted for few seconds but it felt like years.

“Thank you.” Zach smiled as he turned back to look at me. Still shocked as ever about what just happened.

“Well?” Hannah grinned.

“Well what?” Zach answered.

“You guys didn’t pay yet……”

“Oh yeah,” Zach laughed as he reached for his wallet and pulled up a couple bills. “Here’s twenty bucks for both drinks. Keep the change.”

“Thanks!” Hannah smiled as she stared at me. “Don’t I know you from somewhere?”

“No I don’t think so.” I laughed uncomfortably. “I guess I just have one of those faces.”

“No I’m certain I know you from somewhere but I can’t place it.” She sighed as she walked off.

“ZACH!!! Why did you do that!?!”

“Do what?”

“Kiss me!”

STAY TUNED……….……………………………………..