December, 2 years later

Driving through freaking cornfields to get to the airport outside of Oakdale, Reid sped down the road in his black rental car.  He tried to pay attention to what was on the radio and not to the fact that this car was probably infested with more germs than six drooling babies.  He glanced at the gum (he hoped ( Read more... )

                "It seems my fiancé has been a busy boy," Julian observed mildly.  He stepped forward into the solarium, and Luke could see the harsh angles of his narrow face.  Julian's grey hair had been swept straight back away from his temples, emphasizing what had once been a ruggedly handsome face.  His smile was tight against his teeth.  ( Read more... )

                The next time Reid saw Luke was in the afternoon.  It was raining, and he had decided to wander through the mansion while many of the guests had decided to rest to prepare for the night's events.  He turned down a corridor on the second floor and was arrested by the sound of piano music.  He listened to the music for a moment, ( Read more... )

                The sheets long discarded,  Luke and Reid lazily pleasured each other until a few hours before dawn.  In between the bursts of passion and ecstasy, they indulged in comfortable silences (as their heart rates returned to normal rhythms) and eager conversations, revealing little pieces of their lives.  In those discussions, nothing of ( Read more... )

                Luke dared to glance at Reid and was relieved to see that the doctor didn't seem angry.  He needed a moment to gather his thoughts--there was so much to consider.  If the weekend didn't go well for the business, all could be lost.  The backup plan of marrying Julian would be put at risk, too, if he and Reid were discovered.  God, I ( Read more... )

                Instead of heading directly toward the ocean as before, Reid took Luke on a paved path diagonally through the gardens.

"Where are we headed?" Luke asked.

"Just a place I saw from the terrace earlier.  It looked interesting."

Walking for another minute, Reid tugged Luke ( Read more... )

            Hearing his name on Reid's lips resonated in Luke's ears as he walked away, sending tiny chills up his spine.  The sound of it on Reid's tongue make Luke think about, well it made him think about Reid's tongue.  And all the places it could be on Luke's body.  Luke couldn't believe the way he responded to Reid-he was almost (but not ( Read more... )

In Luke's and Reid's apartment.  Luke is sitting on sofa with Reid stomping around.

Reid:      "No.  No, Luke!  Just no.  I won't do it."

Luke:  Why not?

Reid:  Really, I have to explain this?  Alec was my boyfriend and your brother, and he tried to kill us.  What part needs explaining?

Luke:  But, Reid, the lesion on his brain may have made him do ( Read more... )

            Only the sound of the crisp wind on the water could be heard as the two men sat side-by-side on the wrought-iron bench.  Reid felt the air stir next to him and watched as Luke jumped up nervously.  The doctor regarded the younger man inquisitively, not knowing what brought on the sudden motion. He wondered if Luke was uncomfortable with ( Read more... )

Chapter 3
                Luke and Damian met on the stairs on their way to this evening's entertainment.  Both were dressed in replicas of 1920s tailcoats, a New York tailor having been hired to create both their looks.  The cuts were divine, even if it did make Luke feel a little ridiculous to be dressed like Fred Astaire.

"Ready ( Read more... )