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| Part 4 |
| "This is home sweet home." Justin joked as the cab that he and Brian were in pulled up to the building where he lived. Brian looked up at the fashionable building and whistled appreciatively. "I never knew that Canada was so posh! I always thought it was all igloos and beavers." Brian whistled once more when he saw that Justin's building had a doorman as the cab driver opened the trunk. "Are you sure you want to leave all this for the smog and crowds in LA?" "For you? Anything." Justin teased, grabbing his bags. "I'm sick of the bitter cold winters anyways." Grinning, Justin hurried Brian along. "It's damn hot here in the summer though." Brian wiped a stray bead of sweat from his brow. "Where do the Eskimos go when it's this hot?" "Brian Kinney!" Justin stamped his foot and laughed. "Pittsburgh is NOT that far from Canada, you know better than that!" "Hey, do you know Frank? Frank from Canada. He works in an office and he plays hockey." Brian teased, remembering a beer commercial he had seen when he had been in Vancouver a couple of years back. "Oh yah! I know Frank. He's dead." Justin finished the dialogue from the commercial and laughed. "When did you see that?" He asked, knowing that they didn’t show those commercials in the states. "In Vancouver. I was there on business." Brian smiled and pulled the handle for his rolling suitcase out. "Now, show me this amazing apartment that you're going to be leaving behind." Justin led Brian inside and up to the fourteenth floor, where his apartment was. He had to admit that he was proud that Brian approved... more than approved... of his building, and he couldn't wait to show him the apartment itself. "Here we are." Justin said as he opened the door and dropped his bags. As he flipped on the lights, he saw Brian's mouth drop open. The walls were painted in vivid reds, while the furniture was all minimalist in white and chrome. "Wow." was all Brian could say as he looked around the apartment. Justin had taken a lot of time to make the apartment into a place where he could feel comfortable and happy and it showed. The rooms were also very mature in their design. While the colors were vivid, there was something calming about them. Brian knew that Justin had grown up in more ways than one. "You like it?" "Again, I have to ask you why you would leave this place to come to LA?" Brian asked as he gawked around the room. "We can make our house even more beautiful than this silly little apartment." Justin walked over to Brian and slipped his arms around his waist. "The phone is over there." "Huh?" "Gus. You're supposed to call him." Justin reminded Brian, who was lost in thought. "Oh, right." Brian said walking over to the phone... ~Ring, Ring~ "Peterson-Marcus residence. Gus speaking." The young man answered the phone. "Hey, kiddo." Brian said, happier than he would have expected to be at hearing his son's voice. "Daddy!!" Gus squealed. "You're there! I've been waiting her since you left! I answered every phone call. Nana Debbie phoned, and Auntie Em, and Mama's gyn… gyno… Some kind of ologist!!. But now it's you!" "It sure is me, Buddy. Do you miss me yet?" Brian asked, a smiling playing on his lips as he watched Justin wander around the apartment straightening things. "Of course I miss you, Daddy! I always miss you when you're not here. Are you coming back yet?" Gus sounded sad now. "Not yet, Sonny Boy. But I promise that it won't be as long of a wait as last time." Brian felt bad hearing the sadness in his son's voice. "I was thinking, Daddy. Maybe I could come live with you for a while." "What about your moms, Gus?" Brian asked scratching the back of his head, knowing that no answer he could give would be the right one. "Mommy and Mama would understand, Daddy." Gus insisted. "I could come live with you and Justin." "I don't think that would be a good idea, Sonny Boy." "But Daddy!" "Can I talk to Mommy for a minute?" "Daddy!" Gus was obviously getting upset now. "Gus Peterson!" Brian's voice was firm now. "Ok, Daddy." Gus said sadly. Moments later, Lindsay picked up the phone. "Brian?" "I think you need to have a little talk with Gus." Brian said. "He just asked me if he could move to LA and live with me and Justin." "Oh dear..." Lindsay was obviously saddened by the news. "I guess I should talk to Mel about it too." "I love him, Linds, and I don't know how to tell him no." "I understand, Bri. Don't worry, me and Mel will handle this." Lindsay promised, a hint of regret in her voice. "Thanks, Linds. Can I talk to Gus again?" "Sure, Bri." "Daddy? What did Mommy say?" "You're gunna have to talk to your moms about that, ok, Sonny boy?" "Ok, Daddy. Will you call my again soon?" "Of course." "I love you, Daddy!" "I love you, too, Sonny Boy." *** "He what?" Justin asked as he and Brian unpacked. "He wants to move to LA to live with us." Brian sat down on the bed, upset. "Oh man." Justin crawled behind Brian and started rubbing his shoulders. "What did you tell him?" "What could I tell him?" Brian asked. "I said to talk to his mommies. They're his parents... I'm just the sperm donor." "Bri..." "It's true, Justin. I was never supposed to be an actual parent to him. When I agreed to be the father, I never even thought I'd love the kid." Brian leaned more into Justin's touch, beginning to relax under his skilled fingers. "But you do. And he loves you. You're his hero." "I know." Brian sighed. Deciding to change the subject, he added, "Did you take a massage class or something?" "Dated a massage therapist a couple of years back." Justin said. Brian couldn't help the stab of jealousy that hit him directly in the heart. "Was it serious?" He asked, despite his fear of knowing the answer. "Jealous?" "I don't like the idea of anyone else's hands on you." "It wasn't serious. Nothing was serious since you." Justin admitted, continuing to massage Brian's shoulders tenderly. “You’re the only person I’ve ever had anything real with.” “Same here.” Brian closed his eyes and concentrated on Justin’s hands on his back. “Mmm, that feels incredible.” Justin slipped his hands under Brian’s tight t-shirt and pulled it off. As Justin moved his hands over Brian’s skin, he smiled. He loved feeling the smooth contours of Brian’s body underneath his fingers. “You feel amazing. Lie down.” Brian did as he was told, getting comfortable on his stomach. When Justin didn’t touch him again immediately, Brian starting to whine. “Justin! Don’t stop!!!” “Impatient, aren’t you?” Justin chuckled as he moved down the bed, reached his hands under his lover and unzipped his pants. “Lift.” He commanded gently. Again, Brian did as he was told. In one sweep, Justin removed Brian’s pants and underwear. After removing his socks, Brian was left naked. “Are you going to take advantage of me in this vulnerable state?” Brian asked teasingly. Justin slapped his butt lightly before climbing up to straddle him. “Why am I the only one naked here?” “If I’m naked we’ll end up fucking before I can finish your massage.” Justin dribbled some oil onto Brian’s back “Ooh, cold.” Brian squirmed. “Shh.” Justin purred seductively as he started rubbing Brian’s back. “Just close your eyes and enjoy what I’m doing to you.” “You have no idea what you’re doing to me.” Brian’s voice was dripping with desire. “But if you let me roll over, I could show you.” “What about your massage?” “I have something else you could massage.” Brian grinned before flipping over and pinning Justin underneath him on his back. “That was a wonderful massage, baby, but I couldn’t go any longer with out kissing you.” Brian said roughly before leaning down and pressing his lips to Justin’s. “And now I will have my way with you.” “Brian…” Justin moaned as Brian attacked his neck. “Ohhhh!” *** When Justin rolled out of bed the next morning, Brian was already up. He was sitting at the computer, seemingly engrossed in whatever he was looking at. Justin wandered into the kitchen and poured himself some coffee before walking up behind Brian and slipping his arms around him. “Whatcha doin?” He asked before gently nipping Brian’s ear. “I found us a house.” Brian said excitedly. “It looks amazing in the pictures. I thought that maybe I’d call Cynthia and get her to go check it out for me.” “Let’s see the pictures.” Justin said, slipping around to sit on Brian’s lap. Brian opened the pictures and he and Justin looked at them. “Wow! That’s beautiful!” Justin exclaimed. “That’s in LA?” “No, it’s not right in LA… it’s a suburb.” Brian said. “But it has a beautiful view, enough room for you to have a studio, me to have an office, and Gus to have a bedroom for when he visits. It also has a gourmet kitchen and a double Jacuzzi tub in the master bedroom en suite.” “So I can cook you dinner and then draw you a bath like a good little wife?” Justin teased. “Exactly.” Brian squeezed Justin tighter. “So, if Cynthia thinks everything is as awesome in person as in the pictures, should I put an offer on it?” “Can you afford it?” Justin asked seriously. “Yes.” Brian said. “But don’t worry about that. Do you want it?” “Yes!” Justin put down his coffee so that he could turn around and kiss Brian. “I can’t believe everything that’s happened in the last week. We’re officially back together, I’m moving to LA, and we’re buying a house.” “It had to happen fast. We’ve wasted five years.” Brian nuzzled Justin’s neck. “Is there stuff you need to take care of before you move?” “Yeah, lots of things.” Justin led Brian over to the couch and the snuggled up together. “I have to go talk to my old boss and tell him I won’t be coming back. I have to talk to an agent about selling the apartment. I have to get all of my pieces shipped. That’s going to be hell. Not to mention packing and shipping everything.” “You sure you want to do this?” Brian asked, scared that with all the stress of moving, Justin would decide not to. “Yes, I want to do this.” Justin confirmed. “I love you and no matter what it takes I want to be with you.” “I love you, too, baby. If you need me to help you with anything, I’ll be glad to.” Brian said sweetly. “I’m glad you said that. Basically I’m gunna need you to help me pack for the rest of your holiday.” Justin grinned evilly. “Only if you promise me a massage every night.” Brian kissed Justin’s cheek. “And let me cuddle you for a while before we start that packing.” “Who are you and what have you done with Brian Kinney?” Justin teased. “I killed him.” Brian pinched Justin’s nipple. “What, I’m not allowed to want that?” “Of course you are. I’m just still getting used to it.” Justin snuggled closer to Brian. “It may take a while.” “Take as long as you like. We have the rest of our lives.” Brian closed his eyes and held Justin tight. *** ~Knock, Knock~ Justin ran over to the door, tape gun in hand, and opened it. “Jess?” He was surprised to see a guy that he had dated a few times but had never gotten serious with. “Hey, Justin.” Jess smiled his mega watt smile and stepped into the apartment without waiting for Justin to invite him. “You moving or something?” “Yah.” Justin nodded, praying that Brian wouldn’t finish his shower before he could get Jess to leave. “To Los Angeles.” “Really?” Jess raised an eyebrow. “And you weren’t going to call me?” “I was going to send a mass email.” Justin said. “There just isn’t time to call everyone I know.” He was hoping that by telling Jess that he was just another person that he knew, the man would get the point. “So, what’s in LA?” Jess asked, sitting down on the couch. “Well, my boyfriend.” Justin said firmly. “Although, he’s not in LA right now, he’s in my bathroom.” ”So, in other words, you think I should go.” Jess smiled. “I hope he’s awesome, J. I really do.” He walked over to Justin and gave him a hug. “Drop me a line sometime.” “I will.” Justin promised. “Well, isn’t this cozy?” Brian’s voice had a hard edge in it. Justin and Jess turned to look at him. “I can see why you’re moving, Justin.” Jess nodded with approval. “You must be the boyfriend. Nice to meet you, I’m Jesse Harding.” “Brian Kinney.” Brian narrowed his eyebrows. “Well, Justin. I’d better get going. I just stopped in to say hi while I was in the area.” Jess was feeling uncomfortable with the way Brian was glaring at him. “I’ll talk to you.” “Bye, Jess.” Justin smiled gently as he closed the door. “Ex lover?” “Never got that far.” Justin walked back to the boxes he had been taping up. “We went out a couple of times about six months ago.” “Why was he dropping by?” “He said he was in the area.” Justin shrugged. “Stop action like a jealous little housewife, Bri. It doesn’t become you.” “So you never fucked him?” “No, I never fucked him.” Justin shook his head. “I’m sorry I was such a shit.” Brian hugged Justin from behind. “It just bothered me to walk out and see some other guy hugging you.” “Ok.” Justin turned and kissed Brian lightly on the lips. “Hurry and get dressed… there’s a lot to be done.” “Ok, slave driver.” Brian chuckled and went to get dressed. *** ~Ring, Ring~ “Hello?” Justin answered. “Hi, Justin. It’s Linds. Is Brian there?” “Yup. Just a sec.” Justin walked over to Brian and handed him the phone. “It’s Lindsay.” “Hey, Linds. What’s up?” “Well, I have a bit of big news.” Lindsay seemed a little nervous. “What is it?” “We decided to move.” “To where?” “California.” Brian nearly choked on the stalk of celery that he was chewing on. “When did you decide this?” “Last night.” Lindsay then started to explain. “Ever since you left, Gus has been a wreck. Every time we talk to him, he says that he wants to go live with Daddy and Justin. He won’t say anything else. His teacher said he’s been acting up in school.” “So you decided to move clear across the country?” Brian was rubbing his temples. “Well, Mel can move her practice and I could easily get a job teaching art somewhere around there.” Lindsay sighed. “It’s the best thing for Gus.” “You weren’t even going to discuss it with me?” “We’re not asking to live you. We just want to be closer so that Gus can see you.” Lindsay sounded like she was getting upset. “Don’t pretend that you’re the only person that this will effect, Brian. We’re uprooting our whole lives so that Gus can be near his father.” “Calm down, Linds.” Brian said soothingly. “When are you guys moving?” “Gus will be finished school in a few weeks. We’ll try to get it all figured out by then.” Lindsay started to sound a little better. “Justin and I bought a house. We take possession in a few weeks. You guys can stay with us for a while if you need to.” Brian reluctantly offered, knowing it was the right thing to do. “Thank you, Brian.” Lindsay said sincerely. After the phone call with Lindsay, Brian sat down on the couch and stared at the fireplace. “What’s the matter, baby?” Justin asked climbing into Brian’s lap. “Linds and Mel are moving to LA.” NEXT |