Fic:The Deal (8/?)
Adam remained in bed as Kris left. He had decided to pretend to be sleeping rather than deal with a bipolar Kris. Adam was confused himself. He knew falling for Kris Allen would have to rate among the stupidest things ever. Either the man was a closet gay and wanted an easy outlet or he was having an exotic seven year itch. Either way, Adam was no one special to him and eventually would be left alone and heartbroken. Still, Adam couldn’t help thinking how nice it was when Kris wasn’t lashing out. Not only were they very compatible sexually, but they had great conversations and similar interests.
Over dinner with his mother, Kris was so down to earth and sweet. He had seemed so interested in Adam’s past almost like an infatuated boyfriend. Thank God, his mother didn’t carry around baby photos. Adam tossed and turned until he finally got out of bed at nine in the morning. He had the whole day off since it was the day before the premier. He had invited his mother and a few close friends to the play. Hopefully, the show would do well.
Adam didn’t hear from Kris at all until the next day. Kris called him in the afternoon, “Hey are you ready for the show?”
“Yeah, I’m looking forward to being in front of an audience again. Are you coming to the show?”
“Yes…I am bringing my wife and a few of her friends so I probably won’t come over near you and I don’t think you should approach me either.”
Adam felt a bit taken aback but then again he was just the hired help, “Relax, I hadn’t planned on molesting you in public. Did you call for any other reason than to warn me away?”
“Well since I won’t have a chance later I thought I’d wish you luck so break a leg.”
“Thanks, I hope I do well and you feel like regardless of our deal that I deserve the role.”
“Adam, I think you are mega-talented. I am not sure you deserve the role because frankly I think you are so much better than a small theater restaurant gig.”
Adam was surprised by the compliment but then again Kris liked to raise him up, slap him down, then praise him and kick him in the teeth. He was also dreading seeing Kris with his wife. Although the reality check might be a good thing, it was a sad reminder that nothing between them would ever be real.
Adam got done and headed to the theater at four. It was a bit chaotic but they were ready by seven for the curtain call. His mother came backstage with some flowers. Adam hugged her. She had brought him flowers to every premier night he ever had.
“How exciting? I am so proud of you.”
“Thanks.” Adam could tell his mother was being a bit weird, “Is everything OK?”
“Yes…I just ran into Kris and…his wife. I hadn’t realized he was married. You do know he is married.”
“Of course he is famous and he has been married even before winning American Idol.”
“OK, I just worry after what happened in Wicked. It had just seemed like you two had gotten on so well…”
“He is just a friendly guy. Mom, stop worrying. Things are finally getting better. Let me walk you back to your seat.”
Adam walked his Mom back to her seat and saw Kris sitting with the pretty blonde from the club. She was chatting with friends. Adam almost tripped when he noticed one of her friends was one of the actors from Wicked. Phil only had a minor role but was one of the biggest gossipers alive and a real asshole to boot. He had hit on Adam after the incident and didn’t take rejection well. When Adam turned him down, he had taken revenge by propagating rumors and telling everyone that Adam was a real player. No doubt he would share every sordid detail with Kris’ table and purposely change the story to make Adam look worse. Kris would probably fire him from both the play and their side deal. Adam was resigned to the idea that this might be his one and only show.
The show began and Adam just committed himself to the role. He ended up in the finals against Danny Gokey. As the final sing off, Adam decided to do a Change is Gonna Come. The musicians were so talented that they didn’t even blink an eye playing a song they hadn’t rehearsed. Adam poured all his pain from the last few months into the song. When he finished everyone was on their feet applauding. He saw Kris staring at him with awe. Danny came out and did a Joe Cocker song. Adam was so happy when he won. Not to mention the extra $100 would buy him a nice dish set.
After the show the cast had to come out and thank the audience. The theater had about thirty tables of ten. Adam was surprised at how many people seemed to really think he was amazing. Many of the girls flirted and even slipped him a few phone numbers. Adam went over by Kris since he couldn’t really avoid the table. The actors had to move from table to table clockwise so that no tables were missed by anyone. Adam steeled himself and went over.
Kris smiled, “Congratulations on being the first winner. Adam, actually comes from a theater background.”
Phil smiled, “I know he was in Wicked with me. Unfortunately, that didn’t end too well. I heard the director was gay, are you dating him Adam? You are usually sleeping with someone on the staff. Adam has a real problem keeping it in his pants, if you know what I mean.”
Adam was pissed but before he could respond Kris spoke up, “Watch your fucking mouth, asshole.”
Phil looked at Kris, “Maybe not the director.”
Kris punched the guy in the face. Security came over immediately to make sure everything was ok. Phil’s lip was bleeding and he was pissed. Kris’ wife was mortified, “Kristopher Neil Allen! I don’t know what has gotten into you! How dare you attack one of our guests! Apologize this instant.”
“He is not my guest he is yours. My guests aren’t pretentious assholes that think they can insult anyone they want. This is my club so if anyone is going to apologize it is him.”
Katy glared at Kris and then went by Phil. Cale came over and glared at Adam, “Is everything ok?”
Katy looked up pouting, “Cale can you please help Kris cool off. Frankly, his violence is scaring me. Also, it seems your performer here has a bit of a nasty history. You may want to rethink the cast.”
“Yes, well, we just might do that. Kris, why don’t you come have a drink with me, your friend Allison showed up halfway through the show and wants to say hello. Adam, go finish up your rounds and head home.”
Adam just nodded and continued to greet the tables. He was shaken up and really hoped he wasn’t fired. What was Kris thinking making a scene like that? Adam was happy Kris had stood up for him but thought it a bit ironic since he had the same opinion of him and was paying him to be a whore. Adam’s last table had a really vivacious redhead he remembered from American Idol. Although he had though Kris was cuter, he thought Allison was mega talented. Her albums were not as mainstream or successful as Kris’ were but she had a niche and street credibility.
Adam gave her his most charming smile, “Allison Iraheta, I am a huge fan of your music.”
“Thanks. I am glad you didn’t try out for the real American Idol my season. You might have beat us all out. You were great tonight.”
“Thank you. It was fun.”
Allison was checking him out which was making him a bit uncomfortable. He didn’t want to have to turn down an advance form Kris’ friend. She noticed and laughed, “Relax, Adam. Although I think you are drop dead gorgeous and you have sex oozing out of every pore, I know about you and Kris. Frankly, I didn’t think Kris would have such good taste after marrying Katy. But, then again you can’t judge a closeted gay man for his taste in women.”
Adam jaw dropped. Allison knew! How much did she know? Did Kris tell people Adam was his whore? Adam stiffened, “What exactly did Kris tell you about us?”
Allison seemed to realize her error, “Er…Kris and I are best friends and he…used me as a sounding board. Adam, I didn’t mean to insult you. In fact, I think you are the best thing that could have happened to Kris. He needs to take a walk on the wild side and figure out who he really is. You need a foot in the door so it is a win-win.”
Adam felt cheap like never before. He was humiliated that he would ever stoop to prostitution but even worse that people knew. Who else did Kris Allen blab to? His great opening night was quickly becoming his worst night. Adam just put on a fake smile, “Well, it was nice meeting you. I need to say hello to my mother.”
Adam went by his mother. She hugged him, “You were so wonderful. I knew you would win and I bet you win every night. I am especially glad you beat that Danny guy. He seemed so smug.”
“Ma, can we get out of here? I am tired and just want to go home.”
She frowned, “I saw Kris punch that guy at his table when you were there. Did something happen?”
Adam wanted to come clean but he didn’t want his mother to worry. Just as they started to walk out, Adam felt someone stop him. It was Brad. Was there no mercy? Brad hugged him, “You were really good tonight. I think the fact that you are so different played to your favor. Jessie thought you stole the show but he still kind of hates you. Also, watch your back because that redneck Cale’s been talking shit about you. Both of them think you tried to seduce Kris Allen and maybe that is why he pushed for you to be in the show. Funny, right?”
Adam took a deep breath, “I didn’t seduce anyone. They just hate me. I am exhausted so I’ll talk to you later.”
“Stop being such a stranger, bitch. I am beginning to think you might have someone on the side. Do you?”
“Don’t be ridiculous. Goodnight, Brad.” Adam did not like Brad hitting so close to the target. He dragged his mother out and they went to his apartment. She poured them both a glass of wine, “OK, what is going on?”
Adam was both angry and upset. He decided since Kris blabbed he could do the same. He needed to vent, “Promise you will never repeat what I tell you?”
His mother nodded, “I promise.”
Adam took a deep breath, “Kris and I…He propositioned me in return for a role in the play and… I took it.”
Adam looked up to see anger in his mother’s eyes, “What do you mean he propositioned you? Did he threaten you? I can’t believe such a nice guy could be so evil. What does he make you do? Is he making you turn tricks? Is he into human trafficking?”
Adam frowned realizing blabbing to his mother was a huge mistake, “Mom, he is a successful rock star he does not need to pimp people. He offered me a role and…some money. I was in debt and no one would hire me. He promised it would be just the two of us and nothing weird.”
“How much did he pay you?”
“He pays me two grand a month.”
“Wait. This is an ongoing thing? Adam, what have you gotten yourself into? He is very married and extremely famous. What do you think will happen to you if the media gets a hold of this? Haven’t you learned anything from your past? I knew there was something up. I hoped I was wrong and there was just chemistry between you two but now that explains it. Adam, this is a slippery slope. You are going to end up moving to Las Vegas and becoming a gigolo.”
Adam frowned since although Vegas was fun he didn’t really want to live in a desert. Adam needed to come totally clean, “It gets worse. I think I am falling for him.”
Leila shook her head, ”Adam, you are not 21 anymore. You can’t keep getting involved with men that destroy your life. So if he decides to move on, what happens to you? Are you thrown out of the play?”
“Probably. You heard Brad, the other two guys hate my guts.”
Leila just shook her head, “I am really disappointed. You have made some bad decisions in your life but getting paid for sex is an all time low for you. I love you but you really need to re-evaluate your priorities and morality. You are playing with dynamite.”
Adam felt horrible. His doorbell rang and his mother answered. Adam prayed it wasn’t Kris. Unfortunately, God wasn’t listening. Adam watched in horror as his mother exploded. She smacked Kris across the face, “How dare you turn my son into a whore and break bread with me like you were his friend. You are an evil man and I hope your wife leaves you, your career plummets and you get some kind of irritating infection.”
Adam was horrified that his mother not only assaulted Kris but told him Adam revealed their relationship. Kris was pale and then glared over at Adam, “What exactly did you tell your mother, Lambert?”
Adam needed to diffuse the situation, “Mom, Kris and I need to talk privately, I will call you tomorrow.”
Leila glared at Kris, “Fine. You better not hurt my son or I will blab to the media just exactly how twisted America’s little pocket idol is.”
“MOM! Just go and remember you promised not to breathe a word to anyone.”
His mother just responded by slamming the door. Adam turned to Kris who was red so red from anger Adam was surprised he could still see his mother’s hand print across his cheek. Kris stormed over to Adam, “Lambert, you fucking told your mother! I told you, you had to keep it a secret or else you were fired. Why can’t you even follow the stupidest instruction?”
Adam was beyond angry himself, “Fuck you, Allen. You blabbed first. If you wanted to keep it a real secret you should have shut your own mouth. How do you think I felt when your friend Allison told me she thought I was a good purchase?”
Kris shook his head, “Allison can keep secrets. Your mother is going to talk. Besides, the deal wasn’t me keeping the secret it was you keeping it. You are not a famous rock star with everything to lose.”
“Maybe I am not famous but I do have a life and being known as your whore is not a career boost.”
“Whatever. I don’t need this shit. First, I make a scene because of you and now your mother is threatening me. You really are a handful. No wonder you are single.”
Ouch! “And your marriage is so successful that you need to pay me to be with you.” Adam had a feeling he went too far and was ready to duck a punch. Kris was shaking from anger but then seemed to get a bit of control.
“I told you to stop talking about my wife and you reneged on the conditions of our deal. You are fired. You are out of the show and you are out of my bed.”
Adam decided he had nothing to lose, “In case you forgot, we never made it to bed.”
Kris looked at Adam, “Good point. Maybe I should get what I paid for before I go. Strip, Lambert.”
Adam did not trust an irate Kris. Although Adam was bigger, Kris was pretty strong and Adam wasn’t very confident he could take him in a fight. Adam tried to hide his fear, “Not a chance, rockstar. You fired me remember.”
“I paid for your ass for a month-“
Adam poured himself a shot of vodka knowing that probably wasn’t going to help. Kris came over, “Can I have one too?”
Adam raised a brow but poured Kris a large shot hoping Kris was a mellow drunk. He did the shot and then looked at Adam, “You owe me at least one last night.”
Something in Kris tone appealed to Adam’s softer side. He still wasn’t keen on being the recipient of Kris anger even in the form of sex. Adam hated bottoming in the best of circumstances and this was not the best by a long shot. Kris was angry, inexperienced and probably buzzed. “I will give you a night you never forget on one condition. You let me take the lead and show you how good things can be between men?”
Kris looked up at Adam with a bit of apprehension and a whole lot of lust, “Ok but promise you won’t hurt me.”
“I promise you will like it.”
“Close enough.” Adam was surprised when Kris jumped him and started kissing him passionately. Adam pulled back, “Hey, I am supposed to be taking the lead.”
Kris shrugged, “OK, you kiss me then.”
Adam had a feeling they were going to be fighting for dominance the whole time and wondered if Kris was really a top. In which case, it was just as well that this was their one an only time. Adam started kissing Kris and was surprised when Kris relaxed and became pliant in his arms. Adam had a feeling the healthy shot Kris slammed was helping. Adam guided him into the bedroom and put him on the bed as he gathered his supplies. Adam could feel Kris’ apprehension and instinctively wanted to ease it. Part of him wanted to just take Kris and fuck him into oblivion but the other part wanted to make his first time really special.
Adam placed the lube and condom on the bed beside Kris. He smiled, “Even though I am still angry at you for telling Allison and firing me, I want to be in you more. I never met anyone that could make me hate them and want them at the same time.”
Kris rolled his eyes, “Lambert, less talking and more kissing.”
Screw gentle. Adam started kissing Kris more aggressively and climbed on top of him. Adam expected Kris to begin to resist once he became more aggressive but Kris just seemed to go with it. Adam peeled away Kris clothes, “Are you sure you are ready?”
“It is now or never so yeah. Besides, for the first time in my life this feels…right. I want you to fuck me.”
Kris words went straight to his cock and Adam almost lost control. Maybe Kris was just a really bossy bottom after all. Adam quickly lubed up his fingers and began working Kris open. Kris was opening up beautifully for him and seemed to be too horny to be scared.
Adam felt like he had to warn him, “Kris this might hurt an you might not like it. Are you sure you want me to-“
“Adam! Stop putzing around and fuck me. I want to experience this and I want it to be with you. Go in already.”
Adam bit his lip not to laugh at Kris’ impatience. Adam placed Kris legs on his shoulders and began to slowly work his way in realizing how tight and perfect Kris was. One night was not going to be enough.
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Kris had forgotten most of his anger and was overwhelmed by his need to feel Adam in him. Kris was surprised that instinctively he seemed to want Adam in him rather than vice a versa. Not that he didn’t want to fuck Adam, but having Adam do it first just seemed right. In fact, nothing in his life felt so right as having Adam slowly push into him. It hurt but Kris could feel his body expanding to let Adam fill him. Once Adam’s cock was all the way in, Adam remained still. It was weird having another person in him and it felt almost too intimate. Adam kissed him, “Kris you fit like a custom glove. You feel amazing, I am going to start moving try and relax.”
Adam started moving in and out. Kris continued to try and relax but it still hurt. Adam pushed in hard and Kris felt a sudden wave of pleasure. He moaned. Adam began moving faster and the pleasure quickly outweighed the pain. Kris began to lose control and could hear himself cursing and pulling Adam’s hips into him harder. Adam flipped Kris onto his knees and continued to fuck him hard as he reached around for Kris’ cock. Kris’ body was on fire as Adam continued to pound into him while jerking him off. Kris came with a scream and felt Adam stiffen a moment later. Kris collapsed after the last few shivers of his orgasm. He was barely aware of Adam cleaning him off and peppering his skin with little kisses.
Adam laid back down and pulled Kris in close, “You are amazing, Kristopher Allen.”
Kris turned around and looked into Adam’s blue eyes, “You are more amazing.” Kris laughed at his own dorkiness, “Adam, that was…incredible. It hurt but then it felt sooo great. Is it always that good?”
Adam smiled but his eyes looked sad, “Sex usually gets better with practice. This was kind of bittersweet since it was our first and last time together.”
There was no way Kris was giving Adam up now. Hell no, he was just getting started with this gay thing. Kris kissed him, “I have reconsidered, even though you fucked up every element of our agreement, I don’t to give you up. Hell, I haven’t even taken my turn yet.”
Adam still looked sad, “Kris, I don’t think either one of us could afford this getting out. Do you really want people to know you paid for sex?”
“Charlie Sheen paid for sex all the time. Anyway, I have a solution.” Kris didn’t really have a well thought out solution but more of an afterthought, “Instead of paying you two grand a month, I will just pay the rent and bills for this place. I’ll put the lease in my name and if anyone asks, I got it for convenience and you are just staying here. Also, if you incur any large bills, I’ll just help you out like I would if I had a mistress.” Kris smiled at the thought of Adam as his mistress.
Adam seemed to hesitate, ”What if we fight? I don’t want to be homeless.”
“Adam, we fight all the time already but I want you more than anything or anyone ever before. I can’t think of anything besides infidelity that would ever make me kick you to the curb. You can stay faithful, right?”
“I am not a cheater. How is this any different than our deal?”
Kris shrugged, “It is not but technically you are no longer “paid” for sex. I simply have an apartment you watch and we just happen to be lovers.”
“So does that mean, it is more equal? My pleasure is as important as yours?”
Kris thought for a minute and realized Adam’s pleasure was very important to him. He wanted to make Adam feel good and hoped Adam enjoyed being with him, “Of course your pleasure is important.” Doubt crept into Kris’ mind, “Didn’t you get any pleasure from this?”
“No…are you insane?” Adam laughed and kissed Kris on the head, “Without a doubt the most pleasurable fuck I have had…all week.”
“Very funny. Are you sure you shouldn’t be performing at the Improv?
Adam kissed him, “Well, I may have to apply seeing as I was fired from my current gig.”
“Consider yourself rehired but I am still not happy your Mom hates me. Why would you tell her about the deal?” Kris couldn’t imagine what had been going through Adam’s head to reveal their little agreement to his mother.
“I was really hurt when Allison made it obvious you had told her. I worried who else you told and was scared everyone knew. Does Cale or Jessie know? Is that why they hate me?”
Kris finally realized what a bad position he put Adam in and felt horrible. “No, they don’t know about our deal. Cale knows I helped you with some rent and I think he suspects we fool around. He is my band mate so he would not risk a scandal by blabbing to people.”
Kris realized his idea of having secret casual sex for money was monumentally stupid. Not only were people going to find out but he was too emotionally involved to make decent judgment calls. If he had any sense, he would fire Adam, end the affair and go do some charity work in Africa. But, he had no sense, “Adam, we both need to be a lot more discreet. Nobody knows I swing both ways so hopefully most people will just think we are friends.”
“Well if we only hang out in this apartment together, how will they know we are even friends?”
“True. Perfect, I’ll just come over either before or after shows and no one will realize I am not working as hard as it seems. I still don’t want you seeing anyone else for your own good.”
Adam looked over, “What do you mean ‘for my own good’?”
“You do have a past and I don’t want you doing anything that puts your job in jeopardy.”
Adam seemed to get madder, “You mean aside from sleeping with the boss?”
Kris took a deep breath, “Adam, stop getting antagonistic. Shit it is almost five in the morning. I have to go. Can I come over later?”
“It’s your apartment. You can do whatever you want.”
Kris refused to bite, “Great. Alright, I’ll see you later. By the way, you were amazing tonight both on the stage and in the sack.” Kris kissed him and pulled away as he felt Adam pulling him back in the bed, “Easy now, I am sore and I have to go.”
Adam smiled smugly, “You are probably gonna feel me all day, baby.”
“Don’t get too excited because pay back is a bitch and I plan on taking my turn. After all, I have to figure out whether I am a top or a bottom.”
Kris left and headed home. He should have showered but decided to just hope he beat Katy home. Kris arrived and was happy to see the house empty. He jumped in the shower and came out just as Katy came home. She went into the bathroom without even acknowledging Kris.
Kris went into bed and decided to sleep rather than find out if he was in the dog house. The next day Katy didn’t bring up the incident and neither did Kris. His record label called and wanted him to do a few promos in Canada and the Northeast. Kris didn’t want to go but he didn’t have a choice. He went to Adam’s apartment the next afternoon and found he wasn’t home. Kris let himself in since he still had a key. Unable to control himself he began to snoop. He found some pretty tasteless pictures of Adam kissing some boys including a bunch of Jessie’s current boyfriend, Brad.
Kris had met Brad and thought the guy was completely over the top. Mostly he hated him because he knew Adam had slept with him. He also found a notebook with some poems and what he assumed was lyrics. Kris was pretty impressed and began reading them all. Unfortunately, he must have been so engrossed he didn’t Adam come in until he was standing at his bedroom door. Kris fully understood Adam’s gaping look as he noticed the opened box from under the bed, himself laying on his bed idly reading his personal notebook. Kris knew they were going to fight and decided to try and just play it cool, “Where were you?”
“Are you for real? How did you even get in here?”
“Er…I kept a key. Besides, we are switching the lease so I should have a key, remember? Anyway, are these poems or lyrics?”
“Fuck you. How dare you come in to my home and snoop through my shit. What the fuck? You are not paying me that much.”
“Actually, I am but you are right. I am sorry, I wanted to see you and then I was just passing the time. Did you get your hair done? It looks great.”
Kris held his breath and that Adam laughed, “You are an idiot, however, I was at the hair dresser though getting my roots died. As you know, I am not a brunette.”
Kris got up and went by Adam, “Can I have a kiss hello?”
“Actually, you can have a kiss goodbye. I have to be at the theater in ten minutes to work on a group number.”
Kris was disappointed, “I have to go away for a week can’t you be late?”
“No, Kris, your partners already hate me. Come by after the show.”
Kris had to go to a stupid art show with Katy. Adam went over, “Well maybe next week we can get together.” Adam kissed him deeply and Kris felt his knees weaken. He wished he could spend all night in Adam’s arms. Adam released him, “Well, you can let yourself out but stop looking through my shit it is disrespectful.”
Adam left. Kris was a little disappointed Adam didn’t seem as smitten with him as he was with Adam. In fact, since making love to Adam, Kris couldn’t get the man out of his mind. Despite Adam’s request, Kris continued to look through more of his stuff until he worked himself into a jealous fit. Adam’s apartment was looking good although he still needed a bedroom set. Kris wondered if Adam forgot that Kris agreed to purchase the set.
Kris left his apartment and went to the art show with Katy. The next morning he flew out to Toronto and called Adam on arrival.
“Hi Kris, how is Canada?”
“Fine. Did you win last night?”
“Yeah, it was me and Gokey again. It was packed so Jessie and Cale were happy.”
Kris could tell Adam was being a bit cold, “Adam, I am sorry I went through your stuff. I just wanted to get to know you better.”
“You could try not being a dick and talk to me more rather than going through my personal shit behind my back.”
“I could but that would be the appropriate thing and that hasn’t really been my style.”
“I noticed. Anyway, I am not a secretive person but I found that to be a bit rude. You can make it up to me by bringing me something cool from Canada.”
“I’ll bring you the coolest thing ever. Adam, have you gotten tested yet?”
“I was waiting for a day off. I’ll go Wednesday. I don’t have medical insurance at the moment and the clinic gets busy so I need a full day off to take care of it.”
Kris hadn’t thought about that but Adam seemed to have it covered. “If you want to pick out your bedroom furniture, I can probably pay for it online.”
“What is my price limit?”
Kris had no idea about furniture costs, “I don’t know. Get something you like that is decent quality. Get a big mirror too.”
Adam laughed, “I could do a tacky motel motif but then it wouldn’t match the bedding.”
Kris laughed, “Actually, Adam, it would. Anyway, I am really looking forward to seeing you again soon. Have you spoken to your mother?”
“Not yet. She doesn’t like my choices but she wouldn’t hurt me by blabbing. I am sure she would be too mortified of her friends finding out her son’s a whore to tell anyone.”
“Well, you are not a whore, you’re my kept man now.”
Adam didn’t say anything. Kris decided it was time to get off the phone before he pissed Adam off more, “Call me if you pick out your furniture or if you just want to talk.”
“Kris, you are not ‘keeping’ me to talk. Anyway, I’ll let you know about the furniture. Have a good time.”
Adam hung up and Kris felt a little sad. He wanted more than sex from Adam. He wanted to be friends but Adam did not seem to interested. Maybe Adam just didn’t like him the same way. Kris was either going to have to accept limiting their contact to the arrangement or get Adam to fall for him. Kris had only had one girlfriend in his life so courting a person was not really his forte. Kris was going to have to recruit some help and the only person that he could ask was Allison. He was still a bit peaked she told Adam she knew but the girl did feel really bad about that slip. She had apologized profusely to Kris but more importantly had told Kris she thought Adam that was hot and a real keeper. Kris picked up his phone and dialed, “Allison, I need your help…”
Over dinner with his mother, Kris was so down to earth and sweet. He had seemed so interested in Adam’s past almost like an infatuated boyfriend. Thank God, his mother didn’t carry around baby photos. Adam tossed and turned until he finally got out of bed at nine in the morning. He had the whole day off since it was the day before the premier. He had invited his mother and a few close friends to the play. Hopefully, the show would do well.
Adam didn’t hear from Kris at all until the next day. Kris called him in the afternoon, “Hey are you ready for the show?”
“Yeah, I’m looking forward to being in front of an audience again. Are you coming to the show?”
“Yes…I am bringing my wife and a few of her friends so I probably won’t come over near you and I don’t think you should approach me either.”
Adam felt a bit taken aback but then again he was just the hired help, “Relax, I hadn’t planned on molesting you in public. Did you call for any other reason than to warn me away?”
“Well since I won’t have a chance later I thought I’d wish you luck so break a leg.”
“Thanks, I hope I do well and you feel like regardless of our deal that I deserve the role.”
“Adam, I think you are mega-talented. I am not sure you deserve the role because frankly I think you are so much better than a small theater restaurant gig.”
Adam was surprised by the compliment but then again Kris liked to raise him up, slap him down, then praise him and kick him in the teeth. He was also dreading seeing Kris with his wife. Although the reality check might be a good thing, it was a sad reminder that nothing between them would ever be real.
Adam got done and headed to the theater at four. It was a bit chaotic but they were ready by seven for the curtain call. His mother came backstage with some flowers. Adam hugged her. She had brought him flowers to every premier night he ever had.
“How exciting? I am so proud of you.”
“Thanks.” Adam could tell his mother was being a bit weird, “Is everything OK?”
“Yes…I just ran into Kris and…his wife. I hadn’t realized he was married. You do know he is married.”
“Of course he is famous and he has been married even before winning American Idol.”
“OK, I just worry after what happened in Wicked. It had just seemed like you two had gotten on so well…”
“He is just a friendly guy. Mom, stop worrying. Things are finally getting better. Let me walk you back to your seat.”
Adam walked his Mom back to her seat and saw Kris sitting with the pretty blonde from the club. She was chatting with friends. Adam almost tripped when he noticed one of her friends was one of the actors from Wicked. Phil only had a minor role but was one of the biggest gossipers alive and a real asshole to boot. He had hit on Adam after the incident and didn’t take rejection well. When Adam turned him down, he had taken revenge by propagating rumors and telling everyone that Adam was a real player. No doubt he would share every sordid detail with Kris’ table and purposely change the story to make Adam look worse. Kris would probably fire him from both the play and their side deal. Adam was resigned to the idea that this might be his one and only show.
The show began and Adam just committed himself to the role. He ended up in the finals against Danny Gokey. As the final sing off, Adam decided to do a Change is Gonna Come. The musicians were so talented that they didn’t even blink an eye playing a song they hadn’t rehearsed. Adam poured all his pain from the last few months into the song. When he finished everyone was on their feet applauding. He saw Kris staring at him with awe. Danny came out and did a Joe Cocker song. Adam was so happy when he won. Not to mention the extra $100 would buy him a nice dish set.
After the show the cast had to come out and thank the audience. The theater had about thirty tables of ten. Adam was surprised at how many people seemed to really think he was amazing. Many of the girls flirted and even slipped him a few phone numbers. Adam went over by Kris since he couldn’t really avoid the table. The actors had to move from table to table clockwise so that no tables were missed by anyone. Adam steeled himself and went over.
Kris smiled, “Congratulations on being the first winner. Adam, actually comes from a theater background.”
Phil smiled, “I know he was in Wicked with me. Unfortunately, that didn’t end too well. I heard the director was gay, are you dating him Adam? You are usually sleeping with someone on the staff. Adam has a real problem keeping it in his pants, if you know what I mean.”
Adam was pissed but before he could respond Kris spoke up, “Watch your fucking mouth, asshole.”
Phil looked at Kris, “Maybe not the director.”
Kris punched the guy in the face. Security came over immediately to make sure everything was ok. Phil’s lip was bleeding and he was pissed. Kris’ wife was mortified, “Kristopher Neil Allen! I don’t know what has gotten into you! How dare you attack one of our guests! Apologize this instant.”
“He is not my guest he is yours. My guests aren’t pretentious assholes that think they can insult anyone they want. This is my club so if anyone is going to apologize it is him.”
Katy glared at Kris and then went by Phil. Cale came over and glared at Adam, “Is everything ok?”
Katy looked up pouting, “Cale can you please help Kris cool off. Frankly, his violence is scaring me. Also, it seems your performer here has a bit of a nasty history. You may want to rethink the cast.”
“Yes, well, we just might do that. Kris, why don’t you come have a drink with me, your friend Allison showed up halfway through the show and wants to say hello. Adam, go finish up your rounds and head home.”
Adam just nodded and continued to greet the tables. He was shaken up and really hoped he wasn’t fired. What was Kris thinking making a scene like that? Adam was happy Kris had stood up for him but thought it a bit ironic since he had the same opinion of him and was paying him to be a whore. Adam’s last table had a really vivacious redhead he remembered from American Idol. Although he had though Kris was cuter, he thought Allison was mega talented. Her albums were not as mainstream or successful as Kris’ were but she had a niche and street credibility.
Adam gave her his most charming smile, “Allison Iraheta, I am a huge fan of your music.”
“Thanks. I am glad you didn’t try out for the real American Idol my season. You might have beat us all out. You were great tonight.”
“Thank you. It was fun.”
Allison was checking him out which was making him a bit uncomfortable. He didn’t want to have to turn down an advance form Kris’ friend. She noticed and laughed, “Relax, Adam. Although I think you are drop dead gorgeous and you have sex oozing out of every pore, I know about you and Kris. Frankly, I didn’t think Kris would have such good taste after marrying Katy. But, then again you can’t judge a closeted gay man for his taste in women.”
Adam jaw dropped. Allison knew! How much did she know? Did Kris tell people Adam was his whore? Adam stiffened, “What exactly did Kris tell you about us?”
Allison seemed to realize her error, “Er…Kris and I are best friends and he…used me as a sounding board. Adam, I didn’t mean to insult you. In fact, I think you are the best thing that could have happened to Kris. He needs to take a walk on the wild side and figure out who he really is. You need a foot in the door so it is a win-win.”
Adam felt cheap like never before. He was humiliated that he would ever stoop to prostitution but even worse that people knew. Who else did Kris Allen blab to? His great opening night was quickly becoming his worst night. Adam just put on a fake smile, “Well, it was nice meeting you. I need to say hello to my mother.”
Adam went by his mother. She hugged him, “You were so wonderful. I knew you would win and I bet you win every night. I am especially glad you beat that Danny guy. He seemed so smug.”
“Ma, can we get out of here? I am tired and just want to go home.”
She frowned, “I saw Kris punch that guy at his table when you were there. Did something happen?”
Adam wanted to come clean but he didn’t want his mother to worry. Just as they started to walk out, Adam felt someone stop him. It was Brad. Was there no mercy? Brad hugged him, “You were really good tonight. I think the fact that you are so different played to your favor. Jessie thought you stole the show but he still kind of hates you. Also, watch your back because that redneck Cale’s been talking shit about you. Both of them think you tried to seduce Kris Allen and maybe that is why he pushed for you to be in the show. Funny, right?”
Adam took a deep breath, “I didn’t seduce anyone. They just hate me. I am exhausted so I’ll talk to you later.”
“Stop being such a stranger, bitch. I am beginning to think you might have someone on the side. Do you?”
“Don’t be ridiculous. Goodnight, Brad.” Adam did not like Brad hitting so close to the target. He dragged his mother out and they went to his apartment. She poured them both a glass of wine, “OK, what is going on?”
Adam was both angry and upset. He decided since Kris blabbed he could do the same. He needed to vent, “Promise you will never repeat what I tell you?”
His mother nodded, “I promise.”
Adam took a deep breath, “Kris and I…He propositioned me in return for a role in the play and… I took it.”
Adam looked up to see anger in his mother’s eyes, “What do you mean he propositioned you? Did he threaten you? I can’t believe such a nice guy could be so evil. What does he make you do? Is he making you turn tricks? Is he into human trafficking?”
Adam frowned realizing blabbing to his mother was a huge mistake, “Mom, he is a successful rock star he does not need to pimp people. He offered me a role and…some money. I was in debt and no one would hire me. He promised it would be just the two of us and nothing weird.”
“How much did he pay you?”
“He pays me two grand a month.”
“Wait. This is an ongoing thing? Adam, what have you gotten yourself into? He is very married and extremely famous. What do you think will happen to you if the media gets a hold of this? Haven’t you learned anything from your past? I knew there was something up. I hoped I was wrong and there was just chemistry between you two but now that explains it. Adam, this is a slippery slope. You are going to end up moving to Las Vegas and becoming a gigolo.”
Adam frowned since although Vegas was fun he didn’t really want to live in a desert. Adam needed to come totally clean, “It gets worse. I think I am falling for him.”
Leila shook her head, ”Adam, you are not 21 anymore. You can’t keep getting involved with men that destroy your life. So if he decides to move on, what happens to you? Are you thrown out of the play?”
“Probably. You heard Brad, the other two guys hate my guts.”
Leila just shook her head, “I am really disappointed. You have made some bad decisions in your life but getting paid for sex is an all time low for you. I love you but you really need to re-evaluate your priorities and morality. You are playing with dynamite.”
Adam felt horrible. His doorbell rang and his mother answered. Adam prayed it wasn’t Kris. Unfortunately, God wasn’t listening. Adam watched in horror as his mother exploded. She smacked Kris across the face, “How dare you turn my son into a whore and break bread with me like you were his friend. You are an evil man and I hope your wife leaves you, your career plummets and you get some kind of irritating infection.”
Adam was horrified that his mother not only assaulted Kris but told him Adam revealed their relationship. Kris was pale and then glared over at Adam, “What exactly did you tell your mother, Lambert?”
Adam needed to diffuse the situation, “Mom, Kris and I need to talk privately, I will call you tomorrow.”
Leila glared at Kris, “Fine. You better not hurt my son or I will blab to the media just exactly how twisted America’s little pocket idol is.”
“MOM! Just go and remember you promised not to breathe a word to anyone.”
His mother just responded by slamming the door. Adam turned to Kris who was red so red from anger Adam was surprised he could still see his mother’s hand print across his cheek. Kris stormed over to Adam, “Lambert, you fucking told your mother! I told you, you had to keep it a secret or else you were fired. Why can’t you even follow the stupidest instruction?”
Adam was beyond angry himself, “Fuck you, Allen. You blabbed first. If you wanted to keep it a real secret you should have shut your own mouth. How do you think I felt when your friend Allison told me she thought I was a good purchase?”
Kris shook his head, “Allison can keep secrets. Your mother is going to talk. Besides, the deal wasn’t me keeping the secret it was you keeping it. You are not a famous rock star with everything to lose.”
“Maybe I am not famous but I do have a life and being known as your whore is not a career boost.”
“Whatever. I don’t need this shit. First, I make a scene because of you and now your mother is threatening me. You really are a handful. No wonder you are single.”
Ouch! “And your marriage is so successful that you need to pay me to be with you.” Adam had a feeling he went too far and was ready to duck a punch. Kris was shaking from anger but then seemed to get a bit of control.
“I told you to stop talking about my wife and you reneged on the conditions of our deal. You are fired. You are out of the show and you are out of my bed.”
Adam decided he had nothing to lose, “In case you forgot, we never made it to bed.”
Kris looked at Adam, “Good point. Maybe I should get what I paid for before I go. Strip, Lambert.”
Adam did not trust an irate Kris. Although Adam was bigger, Kris was pretty strong and Adam wasn’t very confident he could take him in a fight. Adam tried to hide his fear, “Not a chance, rockstar. You fired me remember.”
“I paid for your ass for a month-“
Adam poured himself a shot of vodka knowing that probably wasn’t going to help. Kris came over, “Can I have one too?”
Adam raised a brow but poured Kris a large shot hoping Kris was a mellow drunk. He did the shot and then looked at Adam, “You owe me at least one last night.”
Something in Kris tone appealed to Adam’s softer side. He still wasn’t keen on being the recipient of Kris anger even in the form of sex. Adam hated bottoming in the best of circumstances and this was not the best by a long shot. Kris was angry, inexperienced and probably buzzed. “I will give you a night you never forget on one condition. You let me take the lead and show you how good things can be between men?”
Kris looked up at Adam with a bit of apprehension and a whole lot of lust, “Ok but promise you won’t hurt me.”
“I promise you will like it.”
“Close enough.” Adam was surprised when Kris jumped him and started kissing him passionately. Adam pulled back, “Hey, I am supposed to be taking the lead.”
Kris shrugged, “OK, you kiss me then.”
Adam had a feeling they were going to be fighting for dominance the whole time and wondered if Kris was really a top. In which case, it was just as well that this was their one an only time. Adam started kissing Kris and was surprised when Kris relaxed and became pliant in his arms. Adam had a feeling the healthy shot Kris slammed was helping. Adam guided him into the bedroom and put him on the bed as he gathered his supplies. Adam could feel Kris’ apprehension and instinctively wanted to ease it. Part of him wanted to just take Kris and fuck him into oblivion but the other part wanted to make his first time really special.
Adam placed the lube and condom on the bed beside Kris. He smiled, “Even though I am still angry at you for telling Allison and firing me, I want to be in you more. I never met anyone that could make me hate them and want them at the same time.”
Kris rolled his eyes, “Lambert, less talking and more kissing.”
Screw gentle. Adam started kissing Kris more aggressively and climbed on top of him. Adam expected Kris to begin to resist once he became more aggressive but Kris just seemed to go with it. Adam peeled away Kris clothes, “Are you sure you are ready?”
“It is now or never so yeah. Besides, for the first time in my life this feels…right. I want you to fuck me.”
Kris words went straight to his cock and Adam almost lost control. Maybe Kris was just a really bossy bottom after all. Adam quickly lubed up his fingers and began working Kris open. Kris was opening up beautifully for him and seemed to be too horny to be scared.
Adam felt like he had to warn him, “Kris this might hurt an you might not like it. Are you sure you want me to-“
“Adam! Stop putzing around and fuck me. I want to experience this and I want it to be with you. Go in already.”
Adam bit his lip not to laugh at Kris’ impatience. Adam placed Kris legs on his shoulders and began to slowly work his way in realizing how tight and perfect Kris was. One night was not going to be enough.
*~*
Kris had forgotten most of his anger and was overwhelmed by his need to feel Adam in him. Kris was surprised that instinctively he seemed to want Adam in him rather than vice a versa. Not that he didn’t want to fuck Adam, but having Adam do it first just seemed right. In fact, nothing in his life felt so right as having Adam slowly push into him. It hurt but Kris could feel his body expanding to let Adam fill him. Once Adam’s cock was all the way in, Adam remained still. It was weird having another person in him and it felt almost too intimate. Adam kissed him, “Kris you fit like a custom glove. You feel amazing, I am going to start moving try and relax.”
Adam started moving in and out. Kris continued to try and relax but it still hurt. Adam pushed in hard and Kris felt a sudden wave of pleasure. He moaned. Adam began moving faster and the pleasure quickly outweighed the pain. Kris began to lose control and could hear himself cursing and pulling Adam’s hips into him harder. Adam flipped Kris onto his knees and continued to fuck him hard as he reached around for Kris’ cock. Kris’ body was on fire as Adam continued to pound into him while jerking him off. Kris came with a scream and felt Adam stiffen a moment later. Kris collapsed after the last few shivers of his orgasm. He was barely aware of Adam cleaning him off and peppering his skin with little kisses.
Adam laid back down and pulled Kris in close, “You are amazing, Kristopher Allen.”
Kris turned around and looked into Adam’s blue eyes, “You are more amazing.” Kris laughed at his own dorkiness, “Adam, that was…incredible. It hurt but then it felt sooo great. Is it always that good?”
Adam smiled but his eyes looked sad, “Sex usually gets better with practice. This was kind of bittersweet since it was our first and last time together.”
There was no way Kris was giving Adam up now. Hell no, he was just getting started with this gay thing. Kris kissed him, “I have reconsidered, even though you fucked up every element of our agreement, I don’t to give you up. Hell, I haven’t even taken my turn yet.”
Adam still looked sad, “Kris, I don’t think either one of us could afford this getting out. Do you really want people to know you paid for sex?”
“Charlie Sheen paid for sex all the time. Anyway, I have a solution.” Kris didn’t really have a well thought out solution but more of an afterthought, “Instead of paying you two grand a month, I will just pay the rent and bills for this place. I’ll put the lease in my name and if anyone asks, I got it for convenience and you are just staying here. Also, if you incur any large bills, I’ll just help you out like I would if I had a mistress.” Kris smiled at the thought of Adam as his mistress.
Adam seemed to hesitate, ”What if we fight? I don’t want to be homeless.”
“Adam, we fight all the time already but I want you more than anything or anyone ever before. I can’t think of anything besides infidelity that would ever make me kick you to the curb. You can stay faithful, right?”
“I am not a cheater. How is this any different than our deal?”
Kris shrugged, “It is not but technically you are no longer “paid” for sex. I simply have an apartment you watch and we just happen to be lovers.”
“So does that mean, it is more equal? My pleasure is as important as yours?”
Kris thought for a minute and realized Adam’s pleasure was very important to him. He wanted to make Adam feel good and hoped Adam enjoyed being with him, “Of course your pleasure is important.” Doubt crept into Kris’ mind, “Didn’t you get any pleasure from this?”
“No…are you insane?” Adam laughed and kissed Kris on the head, “Without a doubt the most pleasurable fuck I have had…all week.”
“Very funny. Are you sure you shouldn’t be performing at the Improv?
Adam kissed him, “Well, I may have to apply seeing as I was fired from my current gig.”
“Consider yourself rehired but I am still not happy your Mom hates me. Why would you tell her about the deal?” Kris couldn’t imagine what had been going through Adam’s head to reveal their little agreement to his mother.
“I was really hurt when Allison made it obvious you had told her. I worried who else you told and was scared everyone knew. Does Cale or Jessie know? Is that why they hate me?”
Kris finally realized what a bad position he put Adam in and felt horrible. “No, they don’t know about our deal. Cale knows I helped you with some rent and I think he suspects we fool around. He is my band mate so he would not risk a scandal by blabbing to people.”
Kris realized his idea of having secret casual sex for money was monumentally stupid. Not only were people going to find out but he was too emotionally involved to make decent judgment calls. If he had any sense, he would fire Adam, end the affair and go do some charity work in Africa. But, he had no sense, “Adam, we both need to be a lot more discreet. Nobody knows I swing both ways so hopefully most people will just think we are friends.”
“Well if we only hang out in this apartment together, how will they know we are even friends?”
“True. Perfect, I’ll just come over either before or after shows and no one will realize I am not working as hard as it seems. I still don’t want you seeing anyone else for your own good.”
Adam looked over, “What do you mean ‘for my own good’?”
“You do have a past and I don’t want you doing anything that puts your job in jeopardy.”
Adam seemed to get madder, “You mean aside from sleeping with the boss?”
Kris took a deep breath, “Adam, stop getting antagonistic. Shit it is almost five in the morning. I have to go. Can I come over later?”
“It’s your apartment. You can do whatever you want.”
Kris refused to bite, “Great. Alright, I’ll see you later. By the way, you were amazing tonight both on the stage and in the sack.” Kris kissed him and pulled away as he felt Adam pulling him back in the bed, “Easy now, I am sore and I have to go.”
Adam smiled smugly, “You are probably gonna feel me all day, baby.”
“Don’t get too excited because pay back is a bitch and I plan on taking my turn. After all, I have to figure out whether I am a top or a bottom.”
Kris left and headed home. He should have showered but decided to just hope he beat Katy home. Kris arrived and was happy to see the house empty. He jumped in the shower and came out just as Katy came home. She went into the bathroom without even acknowledging Kris.
Kris went into bed and decided to sleep rather than find out if he was in the dog house. The next day Katy didn’t bring up the incident and neither did Kris. His record label called and wanted him to do a few promos in Canada and the Northeast. Kris didn’t want to go but he didn’t have a choice. He went to Adam’s apartment the next afternoon and found he wasn’t home. Kris let himself in since he still had a key. Unable to control himself he began to snoop. He found some pretty tasteless pictures of Adam kissing some boys including a bunch of Jessie’s current boyfriend, Brad.
Kris had met Brad and thought the guy was completely over the top. Mostly he hated him because he knew Adam had slept with him. He also found a notebook with some poems and what he assumed was lyrics. Kris was pretty impressed and began reading them all. Unfortunately, he must have been so engrossed he didn’t Adam come in until he was standing at his bedroom door. Kris fully understood Adam’s gaping look as he noticed the opened box from under the bed, himself laying on his bed idly reading his personal notebook. Kris knew they were going to fight and decided to try and just play it cool, “Where were you?”
“Are you for real? How did you even get in here?”
“Er…I kept a key. Besides, we are switching the lease so I should have a key, remember? Anyway, are these poems or lyrics?”
“Fuck you. How dare you come in to my home and snoop through my shit. What the fuck? You are not paying me that much.”
“Actually, I am but you are right. I am sorry, I wanted to see you and then I was just passing the time. Did you get your hair done? It looks great.”
Kris held his breath and that Adam laughed, “You are an idiot, however, I was at the hair dresser though getting my roots died. As you know, I am not a brunette.”
Kris got up and went by Adam, “Can I have a kiss hello?”
“Actually, you can have a kiss goodbye. I have to be at the theater in ten minutes to work on a group number.”
Kris was disappointed, “I have to go away for a week can’t you be late?”
“No, Kris, your partners already hate me. Come by after the show.”
Kris had to go to a stupid art show with Katy. Adam went over, “Well maybe next week we can get together.” Adam kissed him deeply and Kris felt his knees weaken. He wished he could spend all night in Adam’s arms. Adam released him, “Well, you can let yourself out but stop looking through my shit it is disrespectful.”
Adam left. Kris was a little disappointed Adam didn’t seem as smitten with him as he was with Adam. In fact, since making love to Adam, Kris couldn’t get the man out of his mind. Despite Adam’s request, Kris continued to look through more of his stuff until he worked himself into a jealous fit. Adam’s apartment was looking good although he still needed a bedroom set. Kris wondered if Adam forgot that Kris agreed to purchase the set.
Kris left his apartment and went to the art show with Katy. The next morning he flew out to Toronto and called Adam on arrival.
“Hi Kris, how is Canada?”
“Fine. Did you win last night?”
“Yeah, it was me and Gokey again. It was packed so Jessie and Cale were happy.”
Kris could tell Adam was being a bit cold, “Adam, I am sorry I went through your stuff. I just wanted to get to know you better.”
“You could try not being a dick and talk to me more rather than going through my personal shit behind my back.”
“I could but that would be the appropriate thing and that hasn’t really been my style.”
“I noticed. Anyway, I am not a secretive person but I found that to be a bit rude. You can make it up to me by bringing me something cool from Canada.”
“I’ll bring you the coolest thing ever. Adam, have you gotten tested yet?”
“I was waiting for a day off. I’ll go Wednesday. I don’t have medical insurance at the moment and the clinic gets busy so I need a full day off to take care of it.”
Kris hadn’t thought about that but Adam seemed to have it covered. “If you want to pick out your bedroom furniture, I can probably pay for it online.”
“What is my price limit?”
Kris had no idea about furniture costs, “I don’t know. Get something you like that is decent quality. Get a big mirror too.”
Adam laughed, “I could do a tacky motel motif but then it wouldn’t match the bedding.”
Kris laughed, “Actually, Adam, it would. Anyway, I am really looking forward to seeing you again soon. Have you spoken to your mother?”
“Not yet. She doesn’t like my choices but she wouldn’t hurt me by blabbing. I am sure she would be too mortified of her friends finding out her son’s a whore to tell anyone.”
“Well, you are not a whore, you’re my kept man now.”
Adam didn’t say anything. Kris decided it was time to get off the phone before he pissed Adam off more, “Call me if you pick out your furniture or if you just want to talk.”
“Kris, you are not ‘keeping’ me to talk. Anyway, I’ll let you know about the furniture. Have a good time.”
Adam hung up and Kris felt a little sad. He wanted more than sex from Adam. He wanted to be friends but Adam did not seem to interested. Maybe Adam just didn’t like him the same way. Kris was either going to have to accept limiting their contact to the arrangement or get Adam to fall for him. Kris had only had one girlfriend in his life so courting a person was not really his forte. Kris was going to have to recruit some help and the only person that he could ask was Allison. He was still a bit peaked she told Adam she knew but the girl did feel really bad about that slip. She had apologized profusely to Kris but more importantly had told Kris she thought Adam that was hot and a real keeper. Kris picked up his phone and dialed, “Allison, I need your help…”