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115 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 31, 2007

Aaron took his hand away from his cock. “Touch it then."
Jake tentatively reached out and pressed his palm flat against Aaron's stomach, his fingers fanning out then staying still, letting the heat soak into them. He was deathly afraid to move them any further. Aaron stayed still as well, unnaturally still for him, letting Jake simply touch him. The only thing moving either of them was Aaron's steady breathing as his stomach rose and fell slightly under Jake's hand.
"Beautiful,” Jake whispered. “The pictures could never hold you. This is mine; this is what I was trying to find."
"Now that it's found,” Aaron replied as his fingers combed through Jake's hair, “don't lose it again.”
"She's not going to get you fish, you know. She'll more than likely get you the chicken salad sandwich I always get on Tuesdays from the deli down on the corner."
"You eat the same thing every Tuesday?"
"And Wednesday and Thursday and Friday... do you see a pattern?"
"I think you and your Ho-Hos need to branch out more."
"And eat trout?"
"Maybe even bear."
"Yeah, uh-uh, I'm thinking ‘no’ on the bear."
"You gotta live dangerously, Mozart; there are only so few days each year bear is in season, you know."
"When exactly is bear season?"
"How the hell should I know? You're the one who reads Field and Stream, for chrissake."
"This conversation is going nowhere fast."
"It's not my fault you're a conversation killer."
"Is that in any way, shape, or form like a serial killer?"
Aaron grinned. “A little, only with slightly less body parts in your freezer."
"That's good, because then there would be no room for the bear."
"Exactly.”

"Jake. He didn't say a thing. He didn't argue. He didn't tell me ‘no, you can't'. He didn't say anything at all."
"What did you tell him, Aaron?” Alyson asked in a low voice."
I told him I said yes."
"Yes to what?"
"He didn't fight for me, Aly. I thought maybe he would."
"Goddammit, Aaron, tell me what the hell you're talking about. What did you say yes to and why isn't Jake talking to you?"
"Matt asked me to move in with him. Three nights ago. He told me he loved me and wanted me with him all the time because he missed me when I wasn't. No one has ever told me that; no one has ever wanted to be with me all the time."
"No one? You honestly believe that? What then do you call Jake calling you in the middle of the night because he needs to know you're there? What do you call him coming to your place when he barely goes anywhere at all because he knows you'll be there? What the hell is that if not missing you and wanting to be with you all the time?"
"I know, but he's never told me. He's never said the words like Matt did. I never know with him.”
‘Although Aaron had declared it an "unremarkable dude moment," Jake remembered it down to the minute. Even now, nearly five years later, if anyone asked him when he had first touched Aaron, he could say with certainty, "10:37 Monday morning, August 22, 2001.”
Exactly.’
and bring on the dancing girls 
, I was forever gnashing my teeth
, and there were many 'Homer Simpson' moments when I just wanted to slap both Jake and Aaron upside the head...or bash my head against a brick wall
...they were so frustrating!!
....yes, that huge 'male' elephant in the corner....bordered on the ridiculous sometimes...all I wanted to do was kill them both
and have done with it!! How the wonderful Aly put up with them I'll never know
, and Matt was an absolutely fabulous character, who although he loved Aaron himself
realised that until Moz and Flip admitted their feelings for each other, their lack of communication was very unwelcome third in his own relationship with Aaron, and when Aaron finally confirmed he loved Jake
, Matt graciously stepped aside. Wonderful, wonderful story."...if you don't think he gives you sonnets, then you're not paying close enough attention. Every photograph he takes of you is a sonnet. And every day he writes you one, whether you know it or not. Five years' worth, Aaron. Thousands of sonnets just for you."

Now that Aaron had tunneled in, creating an escape route, Jake had found there was a sun and stars and fresh air all around him. Some days he couldn't even see the walls for how far away Aaron had pushed them.
...their bodies were nothing more than a tangle of limbs that were too entwined to claim a single owner but were rather an extension of this new sweating, grunting, fucking creature they had created.











