Oops!

James slept little his first night in Indiana. Next door he could hear the screams of carnal pleasure, most of which were coming from Jonathan, the new bitch. In the morning, though, he had work to do. Laura had asked him to come and see her himself, without the others. He did not know what she had planned, but he hoped it wasn't too drastic.

Leaping out of bed with a yawn, he bounded over to the bathroom. Inside he opened his suitcase, and took out his bottle of hair dye. His hair had been naturally blond, but he had started dying it brown shortly after starting to work for the company. For some reason he had to dye it once every month, as his hair was resilient, eventually going back to blond. Rubbing the dye through his hair he walked into the main room, he flipped on the television. The first thing on, was a news story about the missing Blackhawk superstars. He laughed at how stupid the reports were, until a picture of a dead Earl caused him to stop. He hoped Earl's items had been disposed of properly by Laura's team. Returning to the bathroom, he showered, and got dressed. He wore jeans, a Blackhawks hoodie and tennis shoes, with his hair pulled back into a ponytail. He grabbed his bag, and went outside.

Outside he walked calmly to his SUV, only to find it missing. Bewildered, he began to call Laura, when a piece of paper caught his eye. It had an arrow on it and had been put discretly underneath. He opened it up and it read:

SUV too dangerous; new car waiting.

He closed the paper, and followed the direction of the arrow, finding an old Ford Escort parked at the far end of the lot. He fumbled around the car until, underneath a seat, he found what he was looking for. Keys to start the car and directions. He started the car, flipped it into drive, and drove to where the directions told him. When he arrived he saw that he was at a bank, one of the companies Laura owned as a front for a crime. Walking in like he owned the place, he walked to one of the counters and told the teller, that he wanted to meet with Laura. She asked him his name, and after telling her, she escorted him to a room, and left him there.

The room reminded him of a examination room that cops on television question witnesses in. The walls all around were covered in mirrors, with only a table and two chairs in the middle. Sitting in one of the chairs, his mind raced. He did not know what was about to happen, but he had worked with Laura before, and she kept her word. He was deep in thought until the door opened and his heart stopped.

Outside stood a man in his early twenties. He had a sarcastic smile, with jet black hair and piercing blue eyes. He looked to be 6'3", and was thin.

"Logan?" James gasped.

"It's been along time J," Logan responded.

"Too long L," James replied jumping up from his seat.

He walked over and began to kiss Logan full on the lips. Logan didn't pull back, instead he started Frenching James until all they could think about was each other.

"I love you J," Logan said, finally breaking them apart.

"I love you, too L,"James replied, smiling down at him.

"Why did you join Laura?" James asked.

"Because she wanted me to help you," he replied.

"How long have you worked for her?" James asked.

"A year," he answered, "And the entire time I have been helping you, only waiting until the moment we could be together again."

"Well we are together now," James said.

"Yes and I couldn't be happier, but business first. Laura had me talk to you to tell you that I'll be accompanying you the rest of the way, and that you'll meet her tomorrow at her headquarters downtown," Logan explained.

James' only answer was to start kissing Logan again. He had wanted this for the two years he had been away, only hoping for this moment. Logan too had waited for this, as he had never been with anyone else; he only loved James. Logan then moved his hand to a place that he knew James would be happy to feel him. He squeezed the place, and James gasped into his mouth.

"Let's go to my motel room," James said.

"I'm in," Logan answered.

They walked out of the building holding hands, got in the escort and drove back to the motel. Inside they snuck up to James' room and began making out again. Ripping each others' clothes off, they climbed into bed.

"Thank you for saving me all those years ago L," James said.

"Everyone deserves a second chance, especially the boy I had a crush on," Logan explained.

"I know how nonchalant you think it is, but without you I'd be dead," James explained.

" If you really want to think me, I know a way," Logan said.

"Oh really?!" James said, and then began sucking on Logan's shaft.

Notes

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