Can't Let You Go - Chapter Fifteen
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something_rareTitle: Can't Let You Go - Chapter Fifteen
Rating: R
Pairings: Adam Lambert/Kris Allen
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. The characters and events portrayed are fictitious, and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental.
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Summary: Nothing can beat true love, except...maybe another true love.
Chapter Fifteen
By the time Kris was standing directly in front of Adam, that man had long since gone.
Taking his hands, Kris pulled Adam toward one of the tables and gently pushed him down in his seat. For a moment Adam wondered what to say or where to even start. Kris’d seen him with a man’s hand down his pants. What exactly do you say to your fiancé about that?
His eyes stayed focused on Kris’s, his mind focusing on how he was going to get out of what Kris’d seen.
“Are you having a good time?” Kris asked him specifically, while looking at all the other men.
“I was,” he replied carefully.
“Did I ruin it?”
“No, not at all.”
Isaac laughed.
Kris turned to Isaac, glaring at him with eyes as cold as ice. “What’s so funny about that, Isaac? You don’t believe him?”
“Nope,” Isaac replied, shrugging. “Not for a second.”
“Aren’t you the one who threw this party?” he asked, turning to Lee and pointing at him.
Lee nodded, his eyes just about bugging out of his head.
“Why?” Kris kept his stance between Adam’s legs, throwing his hands on his hips. “Did you think I would get a kick out of seeing my future husband with other men all over him?”
Lee shrugged.
Isaac balked, “Hey, chill out, Krissifer.”
Smiling, Kris shook his head in mock disgust at Isaac. “Krissifer …I like that,” he quietly said, winking. Turning back to face Adam, he leaned over and whispered, “And just for the record, dear, I did get a kick out of seeing that.” He noticed the look of confusion rapidly spread across Adam’s face. Leaning back, Kris spoke loudly, “I trust you, honey. I love you and you know what I have that that guy doesn’t have?”
When Adam simply shook his head, Kris smiled. “You.” Kris pointed to Adam’s chest. “I’ve got you. Everyone in here tonight probably wants you, but I’m the one who’s got you.”
Adam’s eyes never left his. “Are you serious? You’re not mad?”
“No,” Kris replied, smiling. “I just wanted you to think I was. I know this is all in fun. It’s our bachelor party.”
Adam pulled Kris in to him and gripped his neck, pulling his head down. “Do you know how much I love you?”
“I think so,” Kris replied, kissing his neck. “But why don’t you remind me.”
Adam’s response was given in a passionate, very affectionate kiss, that eventually left Kris’s lips and ended with Adam’s tongue dipping down Kris’s chest.
“Get a room!” Monte quipped.
When Adam’s head came back up, he smiled at Kris. “Whipped cream?” Kris shrugged at his comment. “You little devil…”
“Takes one to know one,” Kris smirked. Hearing the music again, he danced around in front of Adam, slowly running his hands along his thighs and up the sides, stopping at his waist. “Do you want me to do a strip-tease for you?”
“I’d love it,” Adam moaned, jerking his head towards the ogling eyes. “Just not in front of them.”
Kris smiled, running his tongue along his lips. “It wouldn’t be anything different than what they’ve been seeing all night.”
Adam’s gaze traveled back to Kris’s face, where it settled on his cheeks. Adam’s hand reached out, touching Kris’s warm cheeks that were a slight shade of pink. “Oh yeah, it would…it’d be you and there’s no way these guys are going to be getting an eyeful of you. That’s for my eyes only.”
“Oh, all right,” Kris whimpered, turning around and taking a seat on Adam’s lap. “So, do you think I scared those men off for the rest of the night?”
“Probably,” Adam whispered, snaking his arms around Kris’s waist. “I don’t care. I’d prefer to have you than them any day.” He nuzzled his head into Kris’s back. “You comin’ back to my house tonight?”
Kris shook his head.
“Didn’t think so, but it was worth a shot to ask,” Adam mumbled. “Could I convince you to change your mind?”
“Don’t think so,” Kris confirmed. “We’ve only got one more night until we can legally sleep in the same house together,” he whispered, laughing. “But you could try and convince me…might be kinda fun.”
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Adam and Kris drove back to Kris’s house, where Adam walked him to the door. “You sure I can’t come in for just a few minutes?”
“Adam!” he quipped, shaking his head. “Your few minutes will turn into hours and you know it.”
Adam shrugged, pulling Kris closer to him. “It was worth a shot.”
“Thank you, by the way.”
“For what?”
Kris smiled at him. “For tonight…it was perfect.”
Adam smiled back at him. “You’re welcome. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you, sweetheart.” Adam kissed his cheek. “Don’t forget that.”
Kris pulled back and turned serious. “I’ve been thinking about something for the past couple days and I wanted to run it by you to see what you thought.”
“Shoot,” he answered back.
“Remember how Daniel mentioned that he’d be interested in buying this house?”
Adam nodded.
“I’m thinking that maybe it’d be a good idea if I took him up on his offer,” he replied quietly. When Adam didn’t make any attempt to say anything, Kris quickly added, “I thought maybe I could move into your house here in LA or maybe we could look for a house together. I know that with your career, you’re gonna be away a lot and with me continuing to work, I’ll need to stay here in the neighborhood and there really is no reason for us to have two houses…so close together.” He took a deep breath and kept rambling. “It’d be a waste of money and a bigger waste of time traveling back and forth to each house to check up on them and…”
“You’re not drunk, are you?”
Kris shrugged. “Maybe a little.”
“You’re not gonna forget what you said in the morning, are you?”
Kris shrugged again. “If I do, just remind…”
Adam interrupted him with a long, passionate kiss that ended only after he was good and ready. “I think that sounds perfect and if you’re sure you’re ready to do it…I say, go for it. You could move into my place for now and down the road we’ll talk about putting my place up for sale and buying something together…that we both pick out.”
“Really?” Kris smiled at the thought. “And I could have a say in decorating it too?”
“Absolutely.”
Kris looked at him out of the corner of his eyes. “Do you like hardwood flooring?”
“Love it,” he answered quietly.
“Antique style sofa?”
Adam looked up into the sky. “I adore antiques.”
“I think we’ll get along just fine,” Kris mumbled.
Adam brought his gaze down and looked directly into his eyes. “I know we will.”
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It was a beautiful day…a perfect day for a wedding. The sun was shining. The birds were singing and the trees were gently blowing in the wind. For November, it was unbelievably warm…seventy-eight degrees. There wasn’t a single cloud in the magnificent blue sky. It was perfect.
For a wedding that was put together in only one month, it was coming together beautifully. The flowers arrived as scheduled, the tent, chairs and table were all set up and waiting, the DJ was ready to go, the patio was completely made over into a dance floor and all the guests had just about arrived.
“Oh, God!” Kris moaned, grabbing Cale’s water right out of his hands and taking a huge gulp down to quench his thirst. He handed it back when he was done and sighed. “Maybe inviting Brian’s parents wasn’t such a good idea.”
Cale put the water down on the nightstand in Kris’s old childhood bedroom before turning to his friend. “Would you stop beating yourself up already? It’s your wedding day.”
“I know,” he sighed, trying his best to remain calm. “But you know how Bill and Julianne are. They still think of me as their son-in-law.”
Kris could remember Bill’s exact words on the day Brian’s funeral took place like it was only yesterday. “We love you, Kris, like our own son and we always will. You’ll always be our son-in-law.”
“Kris,” Cale said quietly, walking up behind him and staring at his reflection in the mirror. “They love you and they’ve been telling you for quite a while that you needed to get on with your life.” He bent down and hugged his best friend. “They’re happy for you. Everyone’s happy for you.” Taking in the moment, he smiled. “And you look extremely happy, that’s all that really matters.”
“I am,” Kris replied, standing up. Walking over to the full-length mirror that hung on the back of the bedroom door, he ran his hands down his tux. “This tux was a good choice.”
He eyed himself carefully. It was simple, yet elegant and beautiful.
“Yes, it was,” Cale said, relaxing on the bed. “And Adam was a good choice too, man. A very good choice.”
“Yeah, I know.” Kris turned around and smiled. Cale was absolutely right about that. Adam was definitely a good choice. “I don’t think I’ve ever been happier than I am right now.” Walking over to the bed, he sat down. “Thank you for helping me through all this. I don’t know what I would’ve done without you.”
“You’re welcome. That’s what friends are for.”
Kris searched Cale’s face. Even though he was overwhelmed with the events that were about to take place, he still worried about what the future held for his friends. “What’s gonna happen with you and Katy?”
Cale’s gaze didn’t falter. “I don’t know. Hopefully, we’re gonna be able to work things out.”
“What happened?”
Cale swallowed hard. “Honestly?”
Kris nodded.
“I cheated on her.”
Kris’s eyes widened, hearing Cale’s confession. It rolled off his tongue like a marble on a wood floor…without any hesitation whatsoever.
Cale sighed, looking away. “Not physically or anything, but mentally and emotionally…I cheated on her and this whole thing is my fault. So just say a prayer for us because I really want our marriage to work.”
Kris was stunned into silence.
“It’s a long story, Kris,” Cale said, standing to his feet and making his way to the picture window in the back of the bedroom. He fiddled with the blinds for a moment before allowing his shoulders to slump. “But in a nutshell, I started getting emotionally attached to a sister of one of her friends. She’s a stay-at-home mom and without really going into details…we became close and before I knew it, we were getting together almost every day and I was sharing things with her that I should’ve been sharing with Katy.”
“But why?” Kris asked, hesitantly. “You and Katy are so close.”
Cale shook his head, his eyes still glued to the scenery outside. “Not like we used to be. With her new acting roles and all the traveling she’s had to do…we just kind of drifted apart.”
Instantly, Kris’s thoughts turned to Adam. Adam had repeatedly explained to him that when the time came for him to go back into the recording studio, he would be gone for weeks at a time. He had also explained time and time again, that when and if the time came for him to be on tour, it could last the better part of a year. Was Adam trying to warn him? What would happen to them…the same thing that happened to Cale and Katy? He could hear Cale still talking but he didn’t catch a single word, too engrossed in his own worries.
Was he out of his mind thinking that he’d be able to hold down a full-time job once Adam was busy with touring? When would they see each other?
Cale turned around. “Just because it happened to us, Kris, doesn’t mean it’s gonna happen to you and Adam.”
Kris looked up, startled. “You a mind reader now?”
“When it comes to you…yes.” Cale glanced over his shoulder for a quick second, taking a look out the window. “It looks like everything’s set and everyone’s here. We should probably get down there.”
The knock at the door caused them to both jump.
“See…they’re sending someone after us,” Cale moaned, laughing.
Kris walked over to the door. “Who is it?”
“Kris-bee…it’s me.”
Smiling, he opened the door. “Hey Tommy.”
“Wow,” he said, checking Kris out thoroughly. “You look handsome and much more conservative than the last time I saw you.”
Cale laughed, walking towards them. “Get in here before Adam sees him.” He pulled Tommy in and shut the door.
Tommy pulled out a small box from behind his back and handed it to Kris. “Adam wanted me to give this to you.”
Kris’s eyes widened. “Oh crap,” he moaned, taking the box from Tommy. “I completely forgot to get him something.”
Cale shrugged. “Oops…I forgot about that too.” He started searching the room with his eyes. ‘You got anything in here you could give him on short notice?”
Kris nervously laughed. “A squashed dried-out rose, that’s about it.”
“Well, that won’t work,” Tommy kidded. “He’d much prefer a boy toy without any clothes on.” He searched the room with his eyes, throwing the pillows off the bed one-by-one. “You got any of those lying around anywhere? I wouldn’t mind seeing it myself.”
Cale laughed. “I like you, Tommy.”
“Ah…thanks.”
“Knock it off, you two, I’m serious here,” Kris huffed, pacing the floors. “I have to give him something.”
“Well…” Tommy trailed, scratching his forehead and plopping down on the bed. “Aren’t you going to be giving him your virginity tonight? That should be good.”
“Evidently you didn’t hear about Cozumel, Tommy. Kris gave it up there.”
Kris ignored their comments. He was busy opening the box that Tommy had given him. “Oh my God!” he groaned. Slowly, he pulled out the pendant that was inside. He was virtually speechless. “It’s beautiful.”
“Wow! You aren’t kidding.”
Kris swung his head around, surprised to hear Cale so close. He never expected anything at all, let alone something so beautiful. “How’d I get so lucky?”
Tommy cleared his throat to signal his presence. “It’s getting too deep in here for me. As much as I love Adam, I’m not gonna sit here and listen while you rave about how wonderful he is.”
“Spoilsport,” Cale whined. “Sounds like someone might be jealous.”
“Who, me?” Tommy pointed to himself, scrunching up his face. “Never.”
“Tell Adam I said thank you,” Kris said, turning to look at him. “And that I love him and I can’t wait to be his husband.” He took a deep breath. “And tell him that I’ve never been happier and I can’t wait to start our life together and I’m so glad I met him and…”
Tommy threw his hands up in defeat. “Okay, okay…I get the picture. I’ll tell him how damn wonderful he is too. Sound good?”
Kris nodded. “And that’s he’s handsome, sexy, gorgeous…”
Tommy plugged his ears and turned around. “You do realize he stinks when he sweats and that he farts just like the rest of us, right?”
Kris frowned. “He most certainly does not stink, Tommy Joe.”
“Does too.”
“Does not.”
“His farts stink,” Tommy heaved, shaking his head in disgust while plugging his nose with his fingers. “That’s for sure.”
“Tommy…you’d better tell him what I told you to,” Kris warned, watching Tommy walk to the door.
“Oh…I’ll tell him all right. Right after I tell him that you completely forgot to buy him a wedding gift because you were so preoccupied by his greatness.” Tommy laughed loudly, slamming the door shut behind him.
Kris gasped in horror. “You don’t think he’d actually tell him that, do you?”
“Beats me. I don’t know him from Adam.”
“Well, me neither, really.”
Laughing together, Kris proceeded to hug the life out of Cale, thanking him again for everything.
“Let’s go get you married.”
Rating: R
Pairings: Adam Lambert/Kris Allen
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. The characters and events portrayed are fictitious, and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental.
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bigj52 . Thanks for your patience and continuous support.Summary: Nothing can beat true love, except...maybe another true love.
Chapter Fifteen
By the time Kris was standing directly in front of Adam, that man had long since gone.
Taking his hands, Kris pulled Adam toward one of the tables and gently pushed him down in his seat. For a moment Adam wondered what to say or where to even start. Kris’d seen him with a man’s hand down his pants. What exactly do you say to your fiancé about that?
His eyes stayed focused on Kris’s, his mind focusing on how he was going to get out of what Kris’d seen.
“Are you having a good time?” Kris asked him specifically, while looking at all the other men.
“I was,” he replied carefully.
“Did I ruin it?”
“No, not at all.”
Isaac laughed.
Kris turned to Isaac, glaring at him with eyes as cold as ice. “What’s so funny about that, Isaac? You don’t believe him?”
“Nope,” Isaac replied, shrugging. “Not for a second.”
“Aren’t you the one who threw this party?” he asked, turning to Lee and pointing at him.
Lee nodded, his eyes just about bugging out of his head.
“Why?” Kris kept his stance between Adam’s legs, throwing his hands on his hips. “Did you think I would get a kick out of seeing my future husband with other men all over him?”
Lee shrugged.
Isaac balked, “Hey, chill out, Krissifer.”
Smiling, Kris shook his head in mock disgust at Isaac. “Krissifer …I like that,” he quietly said, winking. Turning back to face Adam, he leaned over and whispered, “And just for the record, dear, I did get a kick out of seeing that.” He noticed the look of confusion rapidly spread across Adam’s face. Leaning back, Kris spoke loudly, “I trust you, honey. I love you and you know what I have that that guy doesn’t have?”
When Adam simply shook his head, Kris smiled. “You.” Kris pointed to Adam’s chest. “I’ve got you. Everyone in here tonight probably wants you, but I’m the one who’s got you.”
Adam’s eyes never left his. “Are you serious? You’re not mad?”
“No,” Kris replied, smiling. “I just wanted you to think I was. I know this is all in fun. It’s our bachelor party.”
Adam pulled Kris in to him and gripped his neck, pulling his head down. “Do you know how much I love you?”
“I think so,” Kris replied, kissing his neck. “But why don’t you remind me.”
Adam’s response was given in a passionate, very affectionate kiss, that eventually left Kris’s lips and ended with Adam’s tongue dipping down Kris’s chest.
“Get a room!” Monte quipped.
When Adam’s head came back up, he smiled at Kris. “Whipped cream?” Kris shrugged at his comment. “You little devil…”
“Takes one to know one,” Kris smirked. Hearing the music again, he danced around in front of Adam, slowly running his hands along his thighs and up the sides, stopping at his waist. “Do you want me to do a strip-tease for you?”
“I’d love it,” Adam moaned, jerking his head towards the ogling eyes. “Just not in front of them.”
Kris smiled, running his tongue along his lips. “It wouldn’t be anything different than what they’ve been seeing all night.”
Adam’s gaze traveled back to Kris’s face, where it settled on his cheeks. Adam’s hand reached out, touching Kris’s warm cheeks that were a slight shade of pink. “Oh yeah, it would…it’d be you and there’s no way these guys are going to be getting an eyeful of you. That’s for my eyes only.”
“Oh, all right,” Kris whimpered, turning around and taking a seat on Adam’s lap. “So, do you think I scared those men off for the rest of the night?”
“Probably,” Adam whispered, snaking his arms around Kris’s waist. “I don’t care. I’d prefer to have you than them any day.” He nuzzled his head into Kris’s back. “You comin’ back to my house tonight?”
Kris shook his head.
“Didn’t think so, but it was worth a shot to ask,” Adam mumbled. “Could I convince you to change your mind?”
“Don’t think so,” Kris confirmed. “We’ve only got one more night until we can legally sleep in the same house together,” he whispered, laughing. “But you could try and convince me…might be kinda fun.”
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Adam and Kris drove back to Kris’s house, where Adam walked him to the door. “You sure I can’t come in for just a few minutes?”
“Adam!” he quipped, shaking his head. “Your few minutes will turn into hours and you know it.”
Adam shrugged, pulling Kris closer to him. “It was worth a shot.”
“Thank you, by the way.”
“For what?”
Kris smiled at him. “For tonight…it was perfect.”
Adam smiled back at him. “You’re welcome. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you, sweetheart.” Adam kissed his cheek. “Don’t forget that.”
Kris pulled back and turned serious. “I’ve been thinking about something for the past couple days and I wanted to run it by you to see what you thought.”
“Shoot,” he answered back.
“Remember how Daniel mentioned that he’d be interested in buying this house?”
Adam nodded.
“I’m thinking that maybe it’d be a good idea if I took him up on his offer,” he replied quietly. When Adam didn’t make any attempt to say anything, Kris quickly added, “I thought maybe I could move into your house here in LA or maybe we could look for a house together. I know that with your career, you’re gonna be away a lot and with me continuing to work, I’ll need to stay here in the neighborhood and there really is no reason for us to have two houses…so close together.” He took a deep breath and kept rambling. “It’d be a waste of money and a bigger waste of time traveling back and forth to each house to check up on them and…”
“You’re not drunk, are you?”
Kris shrugged. “Maybe a little.”
“You’re not gonna forget what you said in the morning, are you?”
Kris shrugged again. “If I do, just remind…”
Adam interrupted him with a long, passionate kiss that ended only after he was good and ready. “I think that sounds perfect and if you’re sure you’re ready to do it…I say, go for it. You could move into my place for now and down the road we’ll talk about putting my place up for sale and buying something together…that we both pick out.”
“Really?” Kris smiled at the thought. “And I could have a say in decorating it too?”
“Absolutely.”
Kris looked at him out of the corner of his eyes. “Do you like hardwood flooring?”
“Love it,” he answered quietly.
“Antique style sofa?”
Adam looked up into the sky. “I adore antiques.”
“I think we’ll get along just fine,” Kris mumbled.
Adam brought his gaze down and looked directly into his eyes. “I know we will.”
________________________________________
It was a beautiful day…a perfect day for a wedding. The sun was shining. The birds were singing and the trees were gently blowing in the wind. For November, it was unbelievably warm…seventy-eight degrees. There wasn’t a single cloud in the magnificent blue sky. It was perfect.
For a wedding that was put together in only one month, it was coming together beautifully. The flowers arrived as scheduled, the tent, chairs and table were all set up and waiting, the DJ was ready to go, the patio was completely made over into a dance floor and all the guests had just about arrived.
“Oh, God!” Kris moaned, grabbing Cale’s water right out of his hands and taking a huge gulp down to quench his thirst. He handed it back when he was done and sighed. “Maybe inviting Brian’s parents wasn’t such a good idea.”
Cale put the water down on the nightstand in Kris’s old childhood bedroom before turning to his friend. “Would you stop beating yourself up already? It’s your wedding day.”
“I know,” he sighed, trying his best to remain calm. “But you know how Bill and Julianne are. They still think of me as their son-in-law.”
Kris could remember Bill’s exact words on the day Brian’s funeral took place like it was only yesterday. “We love you, Kris, like our own son and we always will. You’ll always be our son-in-law.”
“Kris,” Cale said quietly, walking up behind him and staring at his reflection in the mirror. “They love you and they’ve been telling you for quite a while that you needed to get on with your life.” He bent down and hugged his best friend. “They’re happy for you. Everyone’s happy for you.” Taking in the moment, he smiled. “And you look extremely happy, that’s all that really matters.”
“I am,” Kris replied, standing up. Walking over to the full-length mirror that hung on the back of the bedroom door, he ran his hands down his tux. “This tux was a good choice.”
He eyed himself carefully. It was simple, yet elegant and beautiful.
“Yes, it was,” Cale said, relaxing on the bed. “And Adam was a good choice too, man. A very good choice.”
“Yeah, I know.” Kris turned around and smiled. Cale was absolutely right about that. Adam was definitely a good choice. “I don’t think I’ve ever been happier than I am right now.” Walking over to the bed, he sat down. “Thank you for helping me through all this. I don’t know what I would’ve done without you.”
“You’re welcome. That’s what friends are for.”
Kris searched Cale’s face. Even though he was overwhelmed with the events that were about to take place, he still worried about what the future held for his friends. “What’s gonna happen with you and Katy?”
Cale’s gaze didn’t falter. “I don’t know. Hopefully, we’re gonna be able to work things out.”
“What happened?”
Cale swallowed hard. “Honestly?”
Kris nodded.
“I cheated on her.”
Kris’s eyes widened, hearing Cale’s confession. It rolled off his tongue like a marble on a wood floor…without any hesitation whatsoever.
Cale sighed, looking away. “Not physically or anything, but mentally and emotionally…I cheated on her and this whole thing is my fault. So just say a prayer for us because I really want our marriage to work.”
Kris was stunned into silence.
“It’s a long story, Kris,” Cale said, standing to his feet and making his way to the picture window in the back of the bedroom. He fiddled with the blinds for a moment before allowing his shoulders to slump. “But in a nutshell, I started getting emotionally attached to a sister of one of her friends. She’s a stay-at-home mom and without really going into details…we became close and before I knew it, we were getting together almost every day and I was sharing things with her that I should’ve been sharing with Katy.”
“But why?” Kris asked, hesitantly. “You and Katy are so close.”
Cale shook his head, his eyes still glued to the scenery outside. “Not like we used to be. With her new acting roles and all the traveling she’s had to do…we just kind of drifted apart.”
Instantly, Kris’s thoughts turned to Adam. Adam had repeatedly explained to him that when the time came for him to go back into the recording studio, he would be gone for weeks at a time. He had also explained time and time again, that when and if the time came for him to be on tour, it could last the better part of a year. Was Adam trying to warn him? What would happen to them…the same thing that happened to Cale and Katy? He could hear Cale still talking but he didn’t catch a single word, too engrossed in his own worries.
Was he out of his mind thinking that he’d be able to hold down a full-time job once Adam was busy with touring? When would they see each other?
Cale turned around. “Just because it happened to us, Kris, doesn’t mean it’s gonna happen to you and Adam.”
Kris looked up, startled. “You a mind reader now?”
“When it comes to you…yes.” Cale glanced over his shoulder for a quick second, taking a look out the window. “It looks like everything’s set and everyone’s here. We should probably get down there.”
The knock at the door caused them to both jump.
“See…they’re sending someone after us,” Cale moaned, laughing.
Kris walked over to the door. “Who is it?”
“Kris-bee…it’s me.”
Smiling, he opened the door. “Hey Tommy.”
“Wow,” he said, checking Kris out thoroughly. “You look handsome and much more conservative than the last time I saw you.”
Cale laughed, walking towards them. “Get in here before Adam sees him.” He pulled Tommy in and shut the door.
Tommy pulled out a small box from behind his back and handed it to Kris. “Adam wanted me to give this to you.”
Kris’s eyes widened. “Oh crap,” he moaned, taking the box from Tommy. “I completely forgot to get him something.”
Cale shrugged. “Oops…I forgot about that too.” He started searching the room with his eyes. ‘You got anything in here you could give him on short notice?”
Kris nervously laughed. “A squashed dried-out rose, that’s about it.”
“Well, that won’t work,” Tommy kidded. “He’d much prefer a boy toy without any clothes on.” He searched the room with his eyes, throwing the pillows off the bed one-by-one. “You got any of those lying around anywhere? I wouldn’t mind seeing it myself.”
Cale laughed. “I like you, Tommy.”
“Ah…thanks.”
“Knock it off, you two, I’m serious here,” Kris huffed, pacing the floors. “I have to give him something.”
“Well…” Tommy trailed, scratching his forehead and plopping down on the bed. “Aren’t you going to be giving him your virginity tonight? That should be good.”
“Evidently you didn’t hear about Cozumel, Tommy. Kris gave it up there.”
Kris ignored their comments. He was busy opening the box that Tommy had given him. “Oh my God!” he groaned. Slowly, he pulled out the pendant that was inside. He was virtually speechless. “It’s beautiful.”
“Wow! You aren’t kidding.”
Kris swung his head around, surprised to hear Cale so close. He never expected anything at all, let alone something so beautiful. “How’d I get so lucky?”
Tommy cleared his throat to signal his presence. “It’s getting too deep in here for me. As much as I love Adam, I’m not gonna sit here and listen while you rave about how wonderful he is.”
“Spoilsport,” Cale whined. “Sounds like someone might be jealous.”
“Who, me?” Tommy pointed to himself, scrunching up his face. “Never.”
“Tell Adam I said thank you,” Kris said, turning to look at him. “And that I love him and I can’t wait to be his husband.” He took a deep breath. “And tell him that I’ve never been happier and I can’t wait to start our life together and I’m so glad I met him and…”
Tommy threw his hands up in defeat. “Okay, okay…I get the picture. I’ll tell him how damn wonderful he is too. Sound good?”
Kris nodded. “And that’s he’s handsome, sexy, gorgeous…”
Tommy plugged his ears and turned around. “You do realize he stinks when he sweats and that he farts just like the rest of us, right?”
Kris frowned. “He most certainly does not stink, Tommy Joe.”
“Does too.”
“Does not.”
“His farts stink,” Tommy heaved, shaking his head in disgust while plugging his nose with his fingers. “That’s for sure.”
“Tommy…you’d better tell him what I told you to,” Kris warned, watching Tommy walk to the door.
“Oh…I’ll tell him all right. Right after I tell him that you completely forgot to buy him a wedding gift because you were so preoccupied by his greatness.” Tommy laughed loudly, slamming the door shut behind him.
Kris gasped in horror. “You don’t think he’d actually tell him that, do you?”
“Beats me. I don’t know him from Adam.”
“Well, me neither, really.”
Laughing together, Kris proceeded to hug the life out of Cale, thanking him again for everything.
“Let’s go get you married.”
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Date: 2011-07-29 11:31 am (UTC)Oh I still have quite a few chapters to post. ;) AND...Thank you ;)
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Date: 2011-07-05 04:53 am (UTC)WEDDING!! WEDDING!! WEDDING!! yaaaaaaaaaay!!!
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Date: 2011-07-11 02:42 am (UTC)I wonder if Adam is going to sing at the wedding. : )
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