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Title: Silent Cries, Mighty Echoes - Chapter Four
Pairing: Adam/Tommy
Word Count: 5,477
Rating: R
Warning: Slash Connotation
Summary: Tommy is second guessing his choices, and he is not the only one.
Note: Story title taken from Eloy's eight album.
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. The characters and events are fictious.
Special Thanks: To my fabulous beta reader, [info]bigj52. You are gold!

Chapter Four

Once they were back in her room, Tommy confided in Adam his feelings towards Amanda and her family. It took a little prodding on Adam’s part, but within ten minutes of entering Tommy’s room, he let it all out. And he didn’t stop until he was completely finished.

Adam was shocked to hear how Amanda’s family, once knowing Tommy’s desperate need to pay back his family’s debts after his father’s death, had taken control of Tommy’s life and dreams. It wasn’t right, Adam knew it and he knew Tommy knew it. But what shocked him most was the fact that even though Tommy knew it, he’d let them.

“I don’t know what to say to you Tommy without you getting upset.”

Tommy walked over to his balcony and opened the door. “It’s beautiful out here…c’mere.”

Adam got up and joined him on the balcony. He sat in a chair while Tommy took a seat on the hammock, eventually allowing himself to fall back and relax.

Blowing out a deep breath, Tommy looked over at Adam. “I don’t know what to say either. I know that letting her into my family issues and letting her use that against me to take control over my life wasn’t the wisest move on my part…but I guess I thought that after we got married things would change and who knows, maybe they will.”

Adam’s eyes slowly made their way back to Tommy’s while he shook his head. “You know better than that, Tommy.”

Tommy shrugged and looked away. “It’s a done deal now. I’ll just have to work hard at changing her once the paper is signed.”

“Do you honestly believe that?”

Tommy continued to stare out into space. “I have to,” he whispered.

He did. Adam could tell that he did. Was he really that naïve? “I hope you’re right.”

“So…” Tommy trailed, looking back at him. “Let’s talk about you and what’s going on in your life these days.”

Adam pulled the other chair around and put his feet up. “Not much…sometime in June I’m heading back to the studios to record the next album.”

Tommy used his hand to push off the railing in order to swing. “When you gonna go off and try acting?”

 “I’ll just have to wait and see …” he trailed, turning his head back towards the room when he heard the phone ring. “Do you want me to go and get it?”

Tommy nodded, swearing under his breath. “Just tell whoever it is that I’m busy.”

When he came back out, he was carrying Tommy’s cell phone with him. Covering the mouthpiece, he held it towards Tommy. “I’m gonna get going…it’s Amanda.”

Tommy rolled his eyes, grabbing the phone. “Thanks for tonight…I had a nice time.”

Adam leaned over the hammock and kissed Tommy’s forehead. “Anytime.”


When Adam entered Bay Times, the nightclub at the resort, he immediately took notice of the beautiful voice vibrating throughout the building and smiled. It was Ted’s and it was amazing.

He sat down at the closest table next to the stage and ordered a drink. When he glanced towards the stage, he noticed Ted looking right back at him.

Smiling, he sat back and watched in silence as Ted completed his set. Amanda was right…Ted had a beautiful voice and he wasn’t hard on the eyes either. Two definite plusses, as far as Adam was concerned.

Within minutes of Ted finishing, he walked up to the table and smiled. “Do you mind if I join you?”

Adam pulled out a chair. “Not at all.” After Ted sat down, Adam called the waitress over and leaned over the table. “What can I get you?”

Ted smiled, leaning in towards him. “You buying?”

“Something like that,” he replied, winking. It was an all inclusive resort…no need to buy.

“Gin and tonic.”

Adam ordered the drink and then brought his attention back to Ted. “You have an amazing voice.”

He could have sworn Ted was blushing. Even in the darkness, Adam could see it. “Thank you.”

“So…” he trailed, taking a swig of his beer and then placing it back down on the table. “Why didn’t you tell me you sing?”

Ted shrugged, stirring his drink with the straw. “Considering who you are and all, I didn’t want you to think that I was trying to audition for you.”

Adam was taken aback by his honesty. “You know who I am?”

Ted nodded, keeping his eyes glued to his drink. “I’m a big fan.”

Now it was Adam’s turn to blush. “Thank you.”

Somehow, in the midst of being in a crowded nightclub…it fell silent.

“So…how long are you going to be here for?” Ted asked, breaking the silence.

Adam smiled, looking up from his beer label. “Until the event takes place.”

Ted laughed, looking up from his drink. “The wedding you mean?”



Adam desperately searched for words to fill the silence. It was awkward and uncomfortable and for the life of him, he couldn’t figure out why he was having such a hard time talking to the beautiful man in front of him. He never had a problem with that. Maybe back in high school he did…but definitely not now. Adam looked around the club and noticed that the crowd had dwindled. “This place cleared out after you finished your set…that’s a pretty nice compliment.”



Okay…this wasn’t going too good. They were obviously both at a loss for words. Ted, as well as him. What was the problem here? Why couldn’t he think of anything to talk about?

Adam ran a hand over his hair and faked a pleasant smile when Ted looked his way. Think…think…think Lambert… “So…have you attended any of my shows?” Oh shit…I didn’t just ask that…did I?

“One…last year during your Glam Nation tour.”

Adam produced another fake smile. “Did you enjoy it?” Oh fuck, Lambert…shut up already…would you?

“Very much…my friend and I had a great time,” he replied, smiling back.

“You didn’t try following our buses, did you?” Shit…what the hell is wrong with me?

“No,” Ted said, looking at him strangely.

“Stalk the hotel or anything?” Adam asked with a smirk. Fuck…just shut the hell up…you sound like a buffoon. “Never mind, I’m just playing with you.”

He forced a smile then shut the hell up.


Finishing his beer, he stood up. “Do you want to go for a walk or something?”

Ted held up his finger while downing the rest of her drink. “Sure.”

“You might have to lead…I’m not very familiar with the grounds.”

Ted stood up and reached for Adam’s hand. “Not a problem.”

Together, hand in hand, they walked the entire grounds. Adam didn’t realize just how much ground there was either – it took them nearly two hours to walk it. Two long, agonizing hours too. Way too long.

During the entire walk, they hardly talked. There really wasn’t much to say. Adam asked Ted about his job and everything else but when it came time for Ted to ask Adam something, he didn’t. And whenever Adam would tell him something, he always nodded and said, “I know.”

“I have a brother.”

“I know.”

“My parents are divorced…”

“I know.”

“I spent about two weeks in college before dropping out.”

“I know.”

“My favorite performer…”

“I know.”

“I love dressing up …”

“I know.”

After ten minutes of playing the “I know” game with Ted, what Adam really wanted to shout was… ‘Hey…I have a big penis’ …just to hear if Ted would say “I know” or not.

That was one of the many pitfalls of being famous. Everyone already knows everything about you, leaving very little to talk about. Unfortunately, turning the tables and asking Ted questions didn’t help. He wouldn’t really offer any information and kept telling Adam that he’d rather talk about him.

Why? Why would he rather talk about Adam when he already knew everything there was to know?

“So, you want to head back?” he asked.

Ted nodded. “Yeah…it’s getting late.”

“Where’s your room?”

“I can manage on my own…why don’t we just go to your room first?”

Adam looked at him. Was Ted inviting himself to his room? “Sure.”

Once they reached the path leading to his room upstairs, Ted stopped. He turned around and then put his arms around Adam’s neck. “Maybe tomorrow we can hook up during the day…maybe catch some sun or something.”

And talk about what? “Sounds good.”

Ted leaned forward and closed his eyes. He wanted to kiss him. That was obvious. Ted was obvious. Why were some people always so damn obvious? He tried his best to smile and followed suit. What else could he do? Brushing his lips to Ted’s, Adam placed his hands around Ted’s waist.

Maybe it wasn’t going to be so bad after all. Ted couldn’t hold a conversation for shit but his lips felt good. Not quite as good as Tommy’s…

Adam jerked back. Why the hell did Tommy just pop into his mind? He closed his eyes, dropped his head back and sighed. And when he finally opened his eyes, he noticed Tommy standing on his balcony. He was staring directly at them.

“I’ll see you tomorrow then, right?”

Adam smiled. “Sure, goodnight.”

Ted walked away and Adam looked up at Tommy’s balcony again.

He was gone.

Sighing, he looked back at Ted and watched him. When he turned around, Ted smiled at him. “I knew you were gonna watch me walk away.”

“You did?”

Ted laughed, throwing his head back. “Yep…goodnight.”

Adam headed up to his room and stopped at Tommy’s door. He wanted to knock. He wanted to check on him. He wanted to see him. But something was stopping him.

“Fuck,” he mumbled quietly. “He’s getting married…that’s what’s stopping me.”

Bringing his fist to the door, he stopped mid-air. It was late and Tommy probably didn’t want to be bothered.

“Goodnight, Tommy,” he whispered, turning to head to his room.


For the next five days, Tommy pretty much locked himself in his room. The blow of seeing Adam kiss Ted upset him more than he wanted to admit. It shouldn’t have bothered him, he wished it wouldn’t have bothered him...but the truth was, it did bother him.

During his five-day seclusion, he ordered room service for every meal and never once set foot outside. He stuck his ‘DO NOT DISTURB’ sign on his door and thankfully, no one bothered him. More importantly, Adam didn’t disturb him. Wasn’t that really the point in the first place?

For five days, Tommy read his songs. For five days, he re-read his songs. For five days, he typed and retyped the last song and for five days, he deleted the last song.

For the life of him, he couldn’t come up with the last song.
For the life of him, he couldn’t stop thinking about Adam and Ted kissing.

Taking his frustration out on his laptop, he slammed the lid closed. It was useless. He couldn’t get his mind off the fact that Adam was with someone and that someone wasn’t him. It was asinine and severely cramping his ability to see things clearly.

Walking into the bedroom, he stripped down and put his bathing suit on. He had had enough. Grabbing his sun block and towel, he headed straight for the beach.

No swimming pool for him today.
He wanted to swim with the sharks.

Maybe swimming with the sharks, something which he never did, would scare him into an idea about the last song. Fat chance…but worth a shot.

After cooling off in the ocean, in only ankle deep water, he went and relaxed on a lounge chair. Throwing his sun block on the sand, he decided to live dangerously.

No sun block…no swimming pool…no Adam.

Tommy sighed, closing his eyes while taking in the sun. He needed to get Adam out of his mind and think about Amanda. Amanda was the one he was marrying. Amanda was the one he should be thinking about.

He had just started to drift off when he felt someone grab his hand and pull him up. “What the hell?” he mumbled, standing to his feet. When he settled in on the intruder’s face, he barked at him. “Adam!”

“Come on…do you want to have some fun?”

“Do I have a choice?” he asked, being dragged behind him. “And what kind of fun did you have in mind?”

Adam pulled him a few yards down the beach and then stopped in front of a Yamaha Waverunner that was pulled on shore. Taking his hands, he pushed Tommy towards it. “We’re going for a ride.” He bent over the machine and grabbed a life jacket off the back, throwing it at Tommy. “Put it on!”

“Oh, no you’re not,” Tommy barked, while Adam pushed him on. “I’m not going out on one of those things in the middle of that.” He pointed out to the middle of the ocean.

“Why? You afraid of the ocean now?” Adam asked, rolling his eyes and putting on his lifejacket.

“It’s not the ocean I’m afraid of…it’s all those damn hungry sharks out there that scare the bejeebers out of me.”

Once Adam started to push the Waverunner off the shore, Tommy put on his lifejacket as he was told. It was obvious that he had no way out of this now. “I’m gonna kill you.”

Adam laughed. “I’ll protect you.” He pushed the machine out further in the water, walking alongside of it. “You have nothing to be afraid of…except maybe me.” He smiled at Tommy and winked.

No shit…I am afraid of you… Tommy closed his eyes and placed his hands over them. “You had better not dump us out there, I’ll freak on you.”

He jumped on once he was knee deep and started the Waverunner up. Slowly, he maneuvered his way around swimmers and boats that were anchored close to the shore.

“Okay…this I can handle…but don’t go any faster.”

At that exact moment, Adam went full throttle.

“Fuck, Adam! Next time tell me before you do that! I almost lost my balance and flew off the back!” Tommy was yelling so loud that his throat hurt immediately afterwards. Instantly, his arms tightened their grip around Adam.

Adam yelled back to him, “Okay.” Tommy was squeezing the life out of Adam and he knew it but he couldn’t help it, he was scared shitless. “Loosen your grip a bit…you’re about to kill me.”

Together, they rode and jumped the waves for a good twenty minutes before Tommy started to relax. If he wasn’t yelling, Adam was constantly shaking his head and laughing at him. And each time they hit another wave, his grip would tighten right back up.

Adam turned his head a little. “Are you having fun yet?”

“What?” he yelled back, leaning closer to Adam’s face.

He yelled louder, “Are you having fun yet?”

Just then…the Waverunner took a spill and both Tommy and Adam fell into the water. The machine righted itself immediately along with Adam, but Tommy was a different story.

Finally, his face bobbed up from beneath the water. “ADAM! ADAM!” He was yelling and turning around in circles frantically searching for him. “ADAM!”

He could vaguely hear Adam splashing around, but Tommy couldn’t see him. “I’m right here, Tommy.” He swam towards Tommy. When Adam finally reached him, Tommy threw his arms up around Adam’s neck and wrapped his legs tightly around him. “I…couldn’t…see you.”

Adam put his hand on Tommy’s head, pulling it to his shoulder. “It’s okay, baby…I got you.”

Tommy was sobbing so hard, he literally had to catch his breath before speaking. “I’m…I’m…s-sorry.”

“Shhh….it’s okay now…I got you,” he said, holding Tommy tightly. Adam waited until he calmed down a little before he started moving them towards the Waverunner. “If I would’ve known how much it terrifies you, I wouldn’t have dumped us.”

Tommy lifted his head off Adam’s shoulder. “You dumped us on purpose?”

He half-smiled at Tommy, shrugging. “Well…”

“I can’t believe you…I told you how I felt about the sharks!”

Adam put his fingers to Tommy’s lips. “I know…I’m sorry, okay?”

Without warning, Adam’s lips crashed down on Tommy’s and he kissed Tommy hungrily. His tongue gained access without any coaxing needed. Tommy wanted to kiss him.

Fuck…how Tommy wanted to kiss him.
And shit…it was so wrong.

Running his hands through Adam’s wet hair, Tommy pressed his body closer. When Adam pulled away slightly to grab hold of the Waverunner, he smiled at Tommy. “Did I succeed in taking your mind off the sharks?”

Tommy’s eyes grew large. “Get me out of here NOW!”

Adam helped Tommy on the Waverunner and then tried to climb on himself. It took him six attempts to finally manage to get on without dumping the machine again and once he was on, he sat behind Tommy, breathing heavily.

“Aren’t you going to drive?” Tommy asked.

Adam laughed, while trying to catch his breath. “You actually want me to try and maneuver my way in front of you? We’ll dump for sure.”

“I’ll drive,” Tommy stated matter-of-factly.

Adam pointed towards shore. “It’s that way.”

The entire way back, they went a whole five miles per hour. Tommy was being overly cautious and Adam had a hard time trying to hold his laughter back.

“Stop it! I’m not going any faster.”

Adam’s arms tightened their grip and leaned forward, “It’s okay, kitten…I’ve got all the time in the world.” Clearing his throat, he whispered in Tommy’s ear, “But if you don’t at least go a little faster, we could possibly dump again.”

“I’ll take my chances, thank you very much.”

When they finally reached the shore – an hour and a half later – Tommy was exhausted. Getting off the Waverunner, he immediately fell to the sand and kissed the ground repeatedly.

Adam busted out laughing. “Aren’t you cute?”

He fell down and rolled over. Tommy was lying completely on his back and looking up at Adam. “Go ahead and laugh all you want…but you scared the living shit out of me back there…I’ll probably never be the same because of it either.”

Adam dropped to the ground and cupped his lips with his hand. “I’m sorry…can you find it in your heart to forgive me?”

“I don’t think so…at least, not any time soon.”

Adam got up and pulled Tommy up by his hand. “Take off the lifejacket. I gotta get this thing back. They’ll probably keep my deposit as it is now…I’m already late.”

Tommy took the lifejacket off and threw it at Adam; “Well…you only got yourself to blame for that one!”

Adam shot him a look and proceeded to jump back on. “Hey…you gonna head out for dinner tonight or are you planning on locking yourself in your room again?”

Tommy turned around and placed his hands on his hips. “Is that your way of asking me to dinner, mister?”


“Pick me up in an hour.”


The hour passed quickly as Tommy rushed to get ready. He wanted to try and at least look presentable. As fast as he could, he jumped in the shower and got dressed, putting his make-up on haphazardly. He didn’t have time to fuss with make-up details, he was still undecided about his outfit.

After changing four different times, he settled on his tight black t-shirt and his new black jeans. It really wasn't fancy, but it was definitely dressier than what he had been wearing. And almost just as tight as the shirts that he'd been wearing.

Working with only the time he had remaining, he quickly dried his bangs and decided to let the rest of his hair dry naturally. That usually wasn't something he liked to do, but time was  a tickin'.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he sighed. He didn’t look any different…but he sure did feel different. He walked out into the bedroom and glanced over at the clock. Time was up. He headed to the door and swung it open to find Adam standing there with his fist in the air. “Perfect timing.”

Adam eyed him up and down and Tommy felt himself blush under his stare. “Wow...I take it you want to hit The Islander tonight?”

“Yeah,” Tommy smiled. “I figured you could spring for a nice dinner tonight…considering the hell you put me through today.”

Adam looked down at his clothes, shrugging. “Then I guess I’d better go back and change…I don’t want you to get all the attention tonight.”

Tommy’s gaze traveled the entire length of his body. “Yeah…I guess you’d better.”

Walking over to his room, Adam turned back. “You coming or not?”

Tommy couldn’t decide whether or not he wanted to. After their kiss in the water, he wasn’t sure it was such a good idea. What was going on with that anyway? Tommy looked at Adam’s face and wondered whether or not he even knew what was going on.

“I’ll wait for you here,” he replied, trying to decide whether or not he should ask Adam about the kiss. Watching Adam turn around, his gaze dropped. Maybe it was best left unanswered.


During the entire dinner, Tommy found it difficult to keep his eyes off Adam. Adam was wearing a gorgeous black suit with a black shirt underneath.

Tommy could tell that Adam had been staring at him a lot too, but he didn’t let on. There was something definitely going on there between them…only he wasn’t sure exactly what it was. After all, they were friends and shared a long history of being friends.

Once they finished dinner, Adam ordered them drinks and they both sat back and relaxed. Reaching for his pocket, Tommy pulled out a cigarette.

Adam grabbed his lighter and held it to Tommy’s mouth. “Allow me.”

Tommy lit his cigarette and then exhaled. “You mean you aren’t gonna lecture me?”

Adam shook his head, shrugging while he placed the lighter down on the table. “Would it help if I did?”


“Then no…I don’t feel like lecturing you tonight anyway,” he said, leaning back against his chair and bringing his eyes to Tommy’s. “You know they’re not good for you. You know they’ll end up killing you in the long run. You know your clothes stink because of it. You know your teeth discolor from them. You know…”

Tommy held up his hand. “Okay… I’ve heard enough. Thanks for not lecturing me.”

He grinned from ear to ear. “You’re welcome.”

Tommy glanced around the room and noticed a couple of people dancing on the dance floor. It was something that the Williams’, or Anne more specifically, insisted that The Islander have this year It didn’t matter that there was a nightclub for dancing. They, or rather she, thought the restaurant needed a dance floor too. Supposedly, people requested it. And so they produced it.

And from the looks of it, they, or rather she, was right. “Hmph…first time she was right about anything,” Tommy mumbled out loud.

“What’re you talking about?”

“Nothing,” he replied, turning his head back to Adam. He silently wondered whether Adam would dance with him or not. Should he ask?

“So…did you get a lot written over the last five days?”

Too late…as usual. Tommy smiled as his thoughts were interrupted. “How’d you know what I was doing?”

Adam smiled. “Come on now…”

He laughed, followed by taking a long drag of his cigarette. “Actually no…I didn’t. I just can’t seem to find the perfect last song and it’s driving me absolutely crazy. All I need is the damn song and for some reason…I just can’t come up with it.”

Adam leaned forward and raised his eyebrows. “Could I hear them?”

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah, I’m serious,” he huffed, leaning back in his chair again. “I could hear them and maybe I could help you write the last song.” And then as an afterthought he added, “Don’t worry…I won’t insist that you list me as a co-writer or anything.”

Tommy shook his head. “I don’t know, Adam…”

“Ah…come on, Tommy…you aren’t embarrassed, are you?”

He shrugged. “Maybe just a little.”

“I won’t critique them…I just want to hear them.”

“But what if you don’t like them?”

“I just said I wouldn’t critique them,” he replied, lowering his head and smirking. “Please?”

Tommy smiled and exhaled his smoke directly into Adam’s face. “Oh okay…but you gotta promise not to laugh.”

Adam faked a cough and held up his fingers. “Scouts’ honor.”

“Fine…I’ll give them to you tonight. But I want them back before Anne gets here. I don’t want her to accidentally stumble across them or anything,” he said, putting his cigarette out.

Adam rolled his eyes at him. “Like that’s gonna happen…they’ll be in my room. I’m not planning on taking them to dinner with me.”

“You don’t know Anne…she just might snoop through your room.”

Adam smiled and then looked around Tommy.

“What’re you looking at?” he asked, noticing that Adam shifted in his seat.

Adam’s eyes were focused on someone or something behind him. “Ted’s here.” Adam got up and walked past Tommy. “Hey, Ted.”

Tommy glanced over his shoulder to see Ted standing on his tiptoes to give Adam a kiss on the cheek. “Hi.” He looked down at Tommy and smiled. “Hello.”

“Hi, Ted.”

Adam pulled a chair over from the empty table next to them. “Care to join us?”

Ted looked at Tommy. “Sure…if you don’t mind.”

Oh…Tommy minded alright, but he wasn’t about to admit that. “Not at all.”

Ted sat down and the conversation instantly turned to him. He was raving about his job and continuously rattled on about how much he loved working at the resort. It almost seemed like he was doing it solely for the purpose of Tommy’s ears.

And as far as Tommy was concerned, he’d heard enough. It was overkill and boring as all hell. And for the entire twenty minutes Ted rambled on, Tommy felt like he was listening in on a private conversation and it made him uncomfortable.

Ted finally turned to him. “So Tommy…when’s Amanda due in?”

“In a couple weeks.”

“Wow…that doesn’t leave much time before your wedding, does it?”

Tommy faked a smile. “Not really.”

“You must be excited.”

Another fake smile. “Yeah…very.”

“Personally, I can’t wait,” Ted gushed. “Anne asked me to sing a song during the ceremony and then again for your bridal waltz…it’ll be a first for me. I’ve never had the opportunity to sing at a wedding before.”

Tommy’s mouth dropped. “You’re singing?”

Ted nodded, smiling for only a minute before it faded. “Yeah…why? You didn’t know?”

Tommy shook his head. “No, I didn’t…just another little detail Anne forgot to mention, I’m sure.”

Ted suddenly looked uncomfortable. “I’ll be right back, guys…I just saw my boss over there and I needed to talk to him about having the night off tomorrow night.” He turned to Adam and stood up. “We’re still on for dinner tomorrow night, right?”


Once Ted walked away, Adam leaned in closer to Tommy. His face looked concerned. “Anne asked him to sing at your wedding and didn’t talk to you about it first?”

“Looks that way, doesn’t it?” he spat back.

“Tommy, you need to put a stop to this now or else it’s only going to get worse.”

He shot Adam a look and blew out a breath from his nose. “Thank you…I’ll take that into consideration.”

Adam whispered, “What’s your problem? You were fine before Ted got here and then suddenly you clammed right up and now you’re snapping at me.” He cocked his head and lowered his lashes. “You act like you’re jealous or something.”

“Yeah…right.” Jealous? He tried to maintain his composure. Adam’s statement was hitting too close to home and it made Tommy nervous. “Why should I be jealous?”

“I don’t know,” he said, shrugging his shoulders and raising his eyebrows. “You tell me.”

“You two seem to be getting along pretty good,” Tommy spat, jerking his head Ted’s way. His voice was sarcastic and immediately he regretted it.

“I guess,” Adam shrugged, rubbing his forehead. “This is the most we’ve talked though.” He lowered his voice, rolling his eyes. “He can’t hold a conversation for shit…that’s for sure.”

Tommy turned serious, leaning into the table. “But he’s good in bed though, right?”

Adam glared at him. “What’d you just say?”

“You heard me.”

Adam’s voice dropped and his tone turned sarcastic. “I wouldn’t know whether or not he’s good in bed, Tommy. We haven’t fucked yet.”

Adam’s use of the word “fucked” surprised Tommy. It was why Adam probably used it and why Tommy was going to do his best to hide his surprise. “But you hope to be fucking soon, right?”

Adam pushed his chair back suddenly and stood up. “Okay…it’s time to go.” He grabbed Tommy’s arm and pulled him to his feet. Tommy could’ve pulled away easily, but decided not to fight the issue. Adam was right…it was time to go. He’d said enough.

Walking towards the door, Adam flagged Ted down. “We’re gonna head back now, Tommy’s a little tired. If I don’t see you during the day, I’ll give you a call in the afternoon so that we can decide on a time, okay?”

Ted smiled, leaned in and kissed him. This time it wasn’t on his cheek though, it was smack dab on his lips. “Okay.”

Tommy turned his head at the sight of them kissing and closed his eyes. He was then walked all the way back to his room.

Once they stopped in front of his door, he opened it and then turned around to close it, but Adam had placed his hand on the door, stopping it from closing all the way. “We need to talk.”

“I don’t feel like talking.”

He pushed his way in. “Too bad…we’re talking anyway.”

“Fine,” he huffed, heading into the living room, where he stood in front of the couch with his hands on his hips.

Adam closed the door and then walked into the living room. He remained on his feet while he stared at Tommy. “Okay…what’s going on with you? Are you still mad about the water?”

Tommy shook his head.

Adam reached out, grabbed Tommy’s hands and pulled him closer. “What is it then? Did you have a fight with Amanda?”

Closing his eyes, Tommy shook his head again.

Adam took his hand and lifted his chin up. “Is it me?”

Tommy opened his eyes and nodded. Try and act like a grown-up, Tommy… He sucked in his breath when he saw Adam licking his lips and then cocking his head to the side. It looked like Adam was going to kiss him again.

He did.

Only this time, it wasn’t a hungry kiss. It was a soft, sweet little kiss then ended way too quickly in Tommy’s opinion.

“You want to talk about it?” he asked, stepping back a little.

Tommy stammered for words, “I can’t…can’t…keep kissing someone I’ve had a major crush on for two years and keep pretending that…that…it doesn’t mean…anything.”

Adam just kept staring at him.
Adam was making him uncomfortable.

Tommy lowered his head again and willed himself to stay strong. “I’m sorry…but I can’t.”

When Adam still didn’t respond, Tommy lifted his head to see what he was doing.
Adam was staring right back at him.

“Then maybe you need to stop pretending that it doesn’t mean anything,” Adam said softly.
Adam was confusing him.
Adam was making him nervous.
Adam was leaning in for another kiss.

Again, their lips met but this time the kiss lingered. Adam’s lips were soft and his tongue rough. Grabbing Tommy’s hair, he gently pulled it; forcing Tommy’s head back he quickly began kissing his way down to Tommy’s neck.

Tommy could barely think straight, let alone talk. “Stop pretending?”

Adam kept right on kissing him until he reached his mouth again and when he did, he stopped for a moment and looked right into Tommy’s eyes. “It’s obvious you like me and I think you know that I like you, -”

Tommy interrupted him, “But I’m getting married, Adam.”

“I can’t help the way I feel, Tommy…can you?”

Tommy shook his head. “But we have to try…shit…I’m getting married,” he repeated, closing his eyes.

Adam gently removed his hold on Tommy and stepped back. “So…are you going to deny what you feel just because you think it’s wrong?”

Tommy’s voice was barely audible, “Yes…we don’t have a choice.”

Adam turned and walked away. And instantly, Tommy dropped his weight on the chair nearby. “You’re the one who thinks we don’t have a choice, Tommy,” he said, shutting the door behind him.

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