Wilson had had a stressful day. Actually he’d had two stressful days and the next day wasn’t promising to be much better ( Read more... )

Sometimes it was mandatory.

You just had to be a dork!

It usually helped if you were so loaded up on caffeine you’re vision was blurry because your eyes were about spinning in your skull. This was the mental and physiological state that James Wilson found himself in while at home in the evening.

( At least he was at home. )

Public notes to self ( Read more... )

Chase lounged back against the headboard, letting out a comfortable yawn as he sprawled over his bed, his eyes half-closed and a faint smile on his face. He leaned over to nuzzle James Wilson's shoulder, keeping his voice low as his lover watched the movie intently. "This was a brilliant idea ( Read more... )

James Wilson was a creature of habit. Dress shirt, dark slacks tie ranging from somewhat stylish to positively ‘wereyoublindwhenyouboughtthatthing ( Read more... )

After sitting at his desk and considering his options for about half an hour while he enjoyed his coffee and a blueberry muffin, Wilson decided to go ahead and act on his inner imp. Lips curled in an amused smile he booted up his computer and began to type up a private e-mail to Chase.

( Private E-mail To Dr. Robert Chase )

Wilson had known when he’d made the decision to go to Atherton, to open up the boxes of the past that he was going to leave himself vulnerable, like a cancer patient who’s immune system was so depressed even the common cold could land them in the hospital. Only this was emotional and mental weakness, not physical ( Read more... )

Wilson tried not to think of the time as he let himself in to Chase's duplex. At least, before he'd gotten into the thick of the paperwork for Adams, he'd managed to dash off a quick page to his lover, letting him know he was going to be late and that Chase shouldn't wait up for him. It was 2:00am before he got home and Wilson had honestly ( Read more... )

I have the M3 back.

You really can break triple digits through morning rush hour traffic.

And to someone who will understand this, yes in fact I am feeling quite.... motivated.

Enjoy your day folks and stay off the sidewalks on your way home!

It really didn’t take Wilson long to jump back into the work flow, even after having been gone for a week. He had his coffee, he had even eaten a little breakfast -half a grapefruit, sorry Robert!- and he was whistling softly as he reviewed his schedule for the day ( Read more... )