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This would be the final chapter of "Waiting for Love" but I have a scene a little longer than I thought and finally get to make another chapter to finish the fic. You know, sometimes the stories come alive and we can not help but get carried away.

few days ago was the birthday of rose_decatur and promised that when he had the next chapter would dedicate ... so you know pretty * goes for you.

also like to congratulate sidrina birthday was yesterday, as I do not know if you follow the story I hate to dedicate the capnd his nostrils even before being fully awake. He sat on the bed trying to open my eyes completely. With the tips of his fingers massaged his temples to relieve that annoying ringing in your head. He had hardly slept three, maybe four hours. The restless sleep of Justin had kept him awake most of the night reminding why Brian who had fled from the relationship for years. When David had left had been promised that it would not spend a sleepless night worrying about anyone other than himself ... if that promise was made in a moment of anger, and probably full of whiskey or any other shit, had been diluted since she met Justin.

got uprian did everything possible to keep a gesture indifferent.

Craig Taylor stepped back baffled by its semi-nudity. If the situation were otherwise, Brian would have been laughed at that reaction. A moment later in Craig's eyes was something that Brian could only describe as "hate."

- Where the hell is my son? Damn bastard pervert .- despite their curses and Brian Bellows had not the slightest intention of being intimidated by this man. Deliberately kept his eyes fixed on his visitor, waiting a moment before answering with
acid tone - "Your son? What son? Is that the kick that drove home? Does this child? Who is the pervert here Mr. Taylor?
- Disgusting CABRto the image ... Justin seemed glued to the wall, his body stiff, his hands trying to hold onto the ceramic surface, her fingernails scratching it produced an annoying chirping sound and the look on his face, his eyes ... this was not a panic attack, it was like having the representation of panic in front of him. But what shocked Brian was the wet spot on the front of the gown and the small pool where Justin stood. Shit, Justin was pissed ... Brian had wanted to run to meet again to Craig Taylor and ask what kind of father was he who made his eighteen-year-old son urinate on just hearing their screams. I would have liked to drag the man down there and make him see the reacción provoking, with just his voice, which claimed as its son ... but did nothing about it .- Justin

-whispered as she approached him. Justin sighed, dropping his arms on either side of his body at the same time as the tears soaked his face in a silent cry

-Justin .- repeated hugging. Immediately one of his hands slid up to stroke her hair and whispering soothing words in his ear.

Justin was a rag doll body in his arms. Brian stuck his robe and underwear, then leaned against him to remove his socks. Justin did not resist but neither made any move to ease the task Brian. Brian

opened toHTMLXC After toweling that gave Brian, Justin went straight to bed, Brian followed him for pulling the duvet cover. He soon have Justin tangled in his body, his head on his shoulder and stroking his hair still wet from your neck. Brian

held him with one arm while his other hand stroking up and down the back of Justin mentally reciting "You're safe with me," repeating himself like a mantra that fueled his need to be convinced that Justin would be safe with him.

- Brian - the hoarse whispered Justin surprised. He looked down and saw his eyes closed. Brian kissed his head before muttering "Mmm mmmm ...

"It was an accident .- lto Justin's voice was quiet and reserved, was he.
- You mean ...?
"I came home one day and he was on the phone, I soon realize I was talking to Molly and said ...- Justin sighed and pressed his body a little more against Brian -... I said that was no longer part of our family and that if he contact any of us he ... he was going to make you repent. I do not remember everything but I know we started yelling at each other, like yesterday ... hit me and I fell down the stairs y. .. well next thing I remember is waking up in hospital and the police asking what was what had happened. It was no accident, I mean, I do not know if I fell or if he pushed me ... I think I lost eq
"Well I ...
-Emmett .- Ted interrupted in a tone of warning
"Okay, but is that Dijon is so ... Hot
-rated Ted .- "That I think you've said.
"He said arms so muscular that cock so ....
"Too much information.

Then they heard a light knock on the door of the office and without waiting for an answer that is opened revealing a blond hair peeking
"Sorry. Sorry to interrupt ...
Cynthia Do not worry, do not interrupt anything important .- Ted said looking out the corner of his eye to his friend "Hey Emmett
.- greeted the girl with a half smile before returning his attention to the book" Ted, have a problem. I've been talking to the assistant and I am Leo Brownwith cartons of pizza where there were only a few barks, he heard the laughter of Justin and felt a pop in his chest ... For days he had not seen Justin as lively ... not even remember the sound of her laughter. He

cartons in the trash and moved the fridge to grab a beer while listening as Daphne was trying to convince Justin to return to resume classes. Did not think the girl was to succeed but eventually heard Justin promise that next week would be back in St. James. Brian was glad to hear that, Justin had refused to leave the loft since I had returned from her parents' house on Saturday night, even after the visit of Mr. Taylor in the morning.two young men talking about their things and went to Brian saying
- Is there one for me? "Of course .-
Brian said as he moved to the fridge to grab another beer," Emmett "I really do not care ...?
"I've already said, it's my afternoon off and if Justin can not live without you a few hours ... I love to eat with him and especially shopping and carry everything to your credit card .- said as he waved his hand and looked at him with a twinkle in his eyes
child "Thanks Emm ...
-Care ...- Brian Emmett cut off -... or think that you are growing a heart. "I owe
Honeycutt .- Brian said ignoring his comment
-not thinking like when you see your card balance .- Emmett had crashed his cerJustin and Daphne, integrated immediately into his speech while Brian was on the phone with your accountant telling you that eventually would attend the meeting with Leo Brown.

An hour later sat on the couch listening to the jokes of his guests farewell to Justin at the entrance. The "clamp" of the closing door blocked any outside sounds. Brian threw his head back and closed his eyes enjoying the silence.

Emmett did not know that could speak both .- Justin said, looking at closer
"It's great.
"Yes, I guess it is.

Justin was standing before him with a small smile on his face. Of course, Emmett was great if that smile was the result of their chatterhad done the day before?

Brian kept his hands on Justin's thighs up and down on his cotton sweatpants, not daring to go further.

Justin's fingers caressing her belly down to unzip his pants tickling his cock before hot surround it with your palm and rub slowly
-Justin .- gasped taking a hand until Justin's hair.
- Mhm Mhmm? - Justin hummed licking his nut.

Brian yanked the blond locks, Justin broke up a bit ... his blue eyes bright with desire, her lips bright red and wet, his heavy breathing by moving your chest and feel his warm hand pressing on the base of his cock ... Who canwas a nearly perfect afternoon was not left behind but for different reasons. Theodore possibly preparing food with the meeting was the worst of the day, but Brian had to admit that he had also been extremely productive. Athletics Brown had signed a contract for two years Kinnetic two years, dammit!

Entering the parking made plans to take Justin to dinner at one of their favorite restaurants. "I'm sure that Justin likes the idea." They would then have all night for more private celebration, and that thought made him smile.

Just around the corner realized that something was wrong. Emmett was waiting at his gate.

- Where is Justin? - Asked hatesnd the hue of anguish in his voice.

Emmett looked down at the floor and slightly moved his head from side to side to increase the uncomfortable feeling in your stomach
- Emmett!
"He ... he is gone.
- What the hell wants to say it has gone? Her father came
y. .. Brian I'm sorry, could not forbid to speak with his father and he ... He said he was going with him.
- Mecagoenlaputa, dammit! - Shouted running his hand through his hair and taking a few steps - Dammit, dammit! FUCK! - Shouted again with his fist pounding the street lamp in front of him.

ooooooo ooooooo x

Cynthia
Justin followed by the bright hallway. With each step the voice of Brian couldENO indifference. Not even waited for Cynthia shut the door before speaking
- What do you want? - Dry, cutting tone resulted in Justin winced ... but I knew Brian and I knew that was the mask he was using to hide the damage he had done.
"Sorry, Brian.
"Well, feel it is bullshit .- attempt to evade the comment Justin justified
" I should have talked to you before I leave but ... Well, I had no choice. "There's always choice
.- said, taking a sketch in his hands and fixing his attention on it. Justin
was annoyed by her coldness and approached the table, saying
"I came to give back this .- loft left keys on the desktop but Brian not even bother to look at him I wish you could understand me.

Brian knew he had to let him go, I knew that Justin would talk to deeply damage but also knew that since Justin was gone he was not able to be before. So when Justin was about to leave his office had to do
-Justin .- and this time his voice perfectly reflected how he felt. All the anguish and sorrow at the foot of Justin - Why? Justin

approached his table, but stood in silence watching the man she loved knowing that any explanation would sound silly and childish
I do not understand, Justin. Now that you know what you have done ... I can not understand. I
-Briando about the health of his wife to manipulate Justin, had lied about the disappearance of Molly ... He could have said all that to Justin but what you have believed?

He read the brief note attached to the frame of the watercolor "I've found." Brian picked up the phone and dialed the detective.

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The other day he appeared in the gale-accented blond guy out, he spoke spanish pretty well, but it showed. I asked, thinking it would be German, when she said she was Italian, South, but lived in Rome. He told me that the South had many blond ... inheritance of the "visits" German ...

I started talking with him, and emerged not know how I said he worked as a chef in Rome, juaaaaaaaas, and we started talking, I had a lot of people in the bar, but I'm much more interested in talking with him cooking to put alcoholic drinks a potential future.

There is a kind of camaraderie between us, although I imagine it will be between all professions, but as I likethe kitchen, I say that our IS BETTER. If you're a cook, and so are you, like you're forced to teach and show your arms burns, cuts, scars and infected nails. Like soldiers or something.

always said that ours is a society paramilitary, and that betrayal is paid for life.


also the other day - well, this was other day while drinking some beers in the Franco Compostela we started to tell silly stories of cooking, which won was:


- One day Chega Miña Irma house all children studied in Compostela alporizada and tell me, "Alexis! Teno a pretty good trick that I stick to non omelet!"

and Alexis, curious as é, ocurreselle preguntarlle: - Cal é? E

Irma, proud to something o seu ensinarlle Irmao Diller:

- Pois moi sinxelo, tees than botarlle unha na pinga oil pan before you dump ovos, e x is! Ahi



is iso, aperta!