Continuing Saga of Andy and His Boys
James happily handed off the bartender to the uniforms. He wanted to get away from that bar as fast as possible. He also wanted to take as many showers as he could stand to get the brunette's scent off of him
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“So we are dining on pie and hamburgers tonight,” Andrej laughed. “We are like Sam and Dean it seems.”
James blinked. “I didn’t think you watched popular television?”
Andrej shrugged. “I do not for the most part. However, Trish and Hilary like to come over and watch their favorite shows with me.” He made a face and waved James towards the kitchen. “Some are okay and others.”
“Others are a train wreck?”
“Yes, that is a good way to put it,” he said. Andrej placed the pie on the counter and retrieved the food from where he’d been keeping it in the microwave. “I did not want it to get cold,” he said by way of explanation.
“I’ve eaten enough cold burgers and limp fries while working undercover that it doesn’t even bother me anymore.” James gave him a smile. “Hot is always better, but my only worry tonight was being with you.”
“I agree,” Andrej said, turning to grab plates out of the cabinet. “I was afraid Zayne would show up as well.”
“But he’s with Maxwell?”
He nodded. “She called me when she went to change. Asked me why I let him off his leash.”
James grinned. “She’s funny, I think I like her.”
“She is a wonderful woman,” Andrej said. “And she cares for Zayne more than any of his other girlfriends. It is time he started treating her better.” Realizing how bad that made Zayne sound, Andrej clarified. “That is not to say he is awful to her, Jay.”
“No, I get it,” he said. “Our line of work leads to a lot of broken dates and tired nights.”
“Precisely,” Andrej said. “Hungry?”
“Starving.”
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"Hey," James sighed. "Banana Foster pancakes can only take a man so far."
"You forgot to stop for lunch?"
"Kinda," James admitted. "I was going to ask you to lunch, but all that crap Ramos' lackey pulled made me decide to err on the side of caution. If you hadn't been there to keep him calm, I had a feeling Zayne would have beat his ass into the ground."
"You are correct," Andy sighed. "I haven't seen Zayne that angry in some time."
James nodded. He pushed the thought of how hot the cowboy looked when angry deep down inside before it could get him in trouble.
"Would you like to eat outside or is it still too hot for you?" Andy inquired deftly changing the subject.
"Outside is good," James replied with a grin. "I doubt I'll melt into a puddle of goo."
(Feeling any better? Did you cave and get Fatburger?)
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“Don’t worry about it,” James said. “I think a shake is the last thing I need right now, even if they do have some of the best in the city.”
Relieved, Andrej smiled. “Would you like a beer or a soda? I have both…”
“Which surprises me,” James said. “Although, it probably shouldn’t considering how often Reyes eats here.”
“I will admit, I do keep both on hand for his appearances,” Andrej admitted. “But you are welcome to either.”
“A beer would be great,” he said, taking a seat at the small, glass-topped patio table. “Thanks.”
“You are welcome,” he said before ducking back into the house. Grabbing two bottles out of the fridge, he returned to his date.
“Okay, so now I feel dumb drinking a beer if you’re having water, Andy.”
He shrugged. “I do not drink usually. I am not opposed but…” He shrugged again. “My people like to imbibe a little too much. I went from having plum brandy with dinner every night to having wine with every meal in Paris.” He shook his head. “Coming to America gave me a chance to take pity on my liver.”
James laughed. “Ah, that I can understand.” He lifted his bottle. “Cheers.”
“Noroc,” Andrej replied automatically. “Sorry, cheers, Jay.”
“Don’t apologize,” he said, patting Andrej’s hand before reaching for his burger. “Shit from my childhood still comes out of my mouth without my realizing it all the time.”
Picking up a fry, Andrej nodded. “We cannot escape our pasts, therefore we must embrace it.”
“That’s the damn truth,” James agreed.
(Yes, thankfully. He gave me something for the cough and I actually slept last night. Miracle! And no, no Fatburger… the only one close to me is in a casino and I do not want to go into that kind of smoke-laden place until this cough is gone.)
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"So what do you have planned for after dinner?" he asked between bites.
"There is a cooking show I normally watch, but if you're not interested I have it set to record and we can watch something else," Andy answered.
"That sounds good," James said. He wanted to tell Andy that he didn't have to change his plans to accommandate him. "I can always use new recipes, since I only have a few I know by heart to begin with."
"You're not hummoring me, are you?"
"Honestly, no," James answered, when he wanted to say how he hated that Andy always put other people before himself. "I need all the help I can get in the kitchen."
"I doubt you are as bad as you claim," Andy gently teased.
"You can decide if that is true over breakfast," James casually retorted.
(Good idea. Okay, James is hoping he hasn't been too forward with Andy.)
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“What’s that supposed to mean,” James asked, burger halfway to his lips.
“You have great expectations,” he said, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
“But are they completely unreachable,” James asked.
“I guess that all depends on your point of view,” Andrej said.
Grinning, James lifted his beer bottle in a salute. “I think I like how you think, Andy.”
“You would be the first,” Andrej laughed, taking a swig off his water bottle. He almost wished he’d taken a beer when he’d had the chance.
(Never. Andy partners with Zayne, remember? And suddenly “The Weekend” by Steve Wariner is in my head. I had a hard time keeping Andy from quoting it completely. LOL)
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"Why don't you ask what you want to ask?" Andy countered.
"Alright," James sighed. "May I stay the night?"
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James pressed his lips together and tried not to open his mouth until he was certain nothing stupid would come out. “I thought the answer to that was obvious.”
Andrej closed his eyes and sighed. Opening his eyes and fixing his gaze on James, he tried again. “That is not what I meant. I am not so completely inexperienced that I do not get your meaning.”
“Then why ask the question,” James asked.
“I want to know your motivation,” Andrej said, leaning back into his chair. Scratch the beer, he was going to need something much stronger if James kept this up. “Is it for the sake of sex alone or is it something more?”
James leaned an elbow on the table, resting his cheek against the palm of his hand.
Looking away, Andrej added, “While I am not opposed to sex for the sake of sex, it is not what I am looking for right now either.” He caught James staring at him. “I am not looking for a husband either, if that is what is worrying you.”
“I’m not worried,” James assured him.
“Your face says otherwise, Jay.” Andrej stood and gathered their plates. “Do you want pie or would you rather go home?”
“What I want is you,” James said, standing and putting a hand on Andrej’s arm. “I like you and I want to spend as much time together as possible. Is that a good enough motivation to pass your test?”
Andrej jerked his arm away. “It is not a test,” he growled. “It is me, trying not to get my hopes up over something that will never be.” He gave James a look. “I thought that was obvious, too, Jay.” He shook his head and went inside.
“Well hell,” James sighed. “I fucked that up, didn’t I?” He followed Andrej into the house and cornered him in the kitchen. “I’m sorry, Andy,” he said. “Really. I didn’t mean to hurt you and I definitely didn’t mean to piss you off. Can we start over?”
Andrej glared at him for a moment before sighing. “No,” he said, a second before he wrapped his arms around James’ neck and pulled him into a kiss. “No, we cannot start over, Jay. It is too late for that.”
James looped an arm around Andrej’s waist in response, pressing their bodies together. “Well, then if we can’t go back, then we might as well go forward.”
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Andy broke it off after several moments, so they could catch their breaths.
"May we take this some place a little more conducive for this activity?" James inquired as he rested his forehead against Andy's. He wasn't going to push Andy into doing something he wasn't interested in or comfortable doing.
"Yes," Andy answered before slipping out of James' embrace, catching hold of his hand and leading him down the hall to his bedroom.
(Is Andy afraid that Jay only wants him for sex?)
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Andrej tilted his head and considered James. “After all of that talk in the living room, you are now changing your mind?”
“Hell no,” James laughed. “But I wanted to be certain that you were sure.”
“I do not say yes unless I am positive,” Andrej said, giving James an encouraging smile. “I am positive.”
“And your partner?”
“He does not have a say in this.”
James laughed. “No, I never thought he did, but he has a way of showing up at the most awkward moments.”
“He does,” Andrej agreed. “However, Zayne is with Hilary tonight and, unless they have a fight, he will not come over until tomorrow.”
“How likely is it that they’ll fight.”
Andrej sighed. “Too likely, but we will not think about that right now.”
“You’re not concerned he’ll catch us together?”
He thought about Eli and chuckled. “No, I am not afraid of that any longer.”
James brushed Andrej’s hair out of his eyes. “There’s a story there. Remind me to have you tell me what it is later.”
“That,” Andrej said, tugging on James’ hand, “is not something I am as sure about. But we can discuss it later.”
(No, definitely not. He’s just being his usual, overly cautious self.)
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Hands became busy and soon clothes fell to the floor, and before they knew it they were making a mess of Andy's neatly made bed.
(Not sure how graphic you want to go, so I left room for a fade to black.)
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“You okay, Andy,” James asked, ruffling his fingers through Andrej’s dark hair.
“Yes,” Andrej breathed, snuggling into James’ body. “I am wonderful.”
James grinned. “So happy to hear it.”
Turning his head, Andrej looked at James. “Oh, you are joking.”
“No, I’m not joking,” he said, wrapping Andrej in a tight hug. “I was being silly, but I definitely am not joking about being happy that I could make you feel good.”
“Oh,” he said again, a smile coming to his face. “I am happy you are happy.”
“I am ecstatic just being here with you,” he said.
“I feel the same,” Andrej agreed, draping an arm across James’ middle. “Thank you for staying.”
James kissed the top of Andrej’s head. “Thank you for letting me.”
Andrej sighed and relaxed into the warmth of James’ body heat. The night had turned out better than he’d expected and it looked like tomorrow morning would be even better.
(I was wondering yesterday how you’d feel if I skipped it, but wound up not taking it that far. Just not feeling the graphic bits right now. Maybe tomorrow. LOL)
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James woke to Andy watching him sleep. He smiled and asked, "See something you like?"
"Yes, I do," Andy answered with a shy smile.
"Good," James murmured before reaching up and pulling Andy into a kiss.
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Letting himself melt into the kiss, Andrej was startled when his phone rang.
“Shit,” James laughed. “I knew that was going to happen.”
“Better this morning than last night,” he said, rolling over to grab his phone off the nightstand. He checked the caller ID and frowned. “It is Zayne.”
“I figured,” James said. “Only your partner calls this early in the morning. I’ll go,” he said, making a motion towards the door.
“Don’t leave,” he begged, before answering his phone. “Zeklos.”
“I won’t,” James mouthed, then mimed drinking coffee.
Andrej smiled and nodded. Coffee was exactly what he needed. “Good morning, Zayne. Why are you calling so early?”
(And now I have to drag my ass to the grocery store so I can feed my family later.)
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"Yes, we did," Andy said with a smile in his voice.
"Is it safe for me to come over?"
"Maybe."
"Maybe?" Zayne whined. "Is he still there?"
"He is still here," Andy confirmed.
(I drug my ass to work and I'm still wondering why....lol)
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“What,” Andrej asked. “Never mind, Zayne, I should have known.”
“Yeah, sorry,” he said with a self-deprecating laugh. “I didn’t mean to drive by your place but I was leaving Hil’s and I was starving…”
“And you were hoping for a breakfast sandwich from the place down the road.”
“Am I that predictable,” Zayne asked.
“Only when food is involved,” Andrej laughed.
“So, can I come by?”
“If you bring breakfast,” he said, meeting James’ curious gaze as he entered the kitchen.
“I can do that,” Zayne said. “Bacon or sausage for the narco?”
Andrej frowned. “Bacon or sausage, Jay?”
“Ham? Canadian bacon?”
“Tell him they’ve got that and I’ll be there in ten minutes. You got coffee going?”
He looked at the coffee pot. “I have coffee brewing, Zayne.”
“Beautiful,” he said. “See you in ten.”
“Breakfast company,” James asked.
“Breakfast company,” Andrej confirmed. “However, he is bringing us all food, so this is a silver lining.”
(Ugh, I feel you on that, every single day.)
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"I will hold you to that," Andy said with a smile.
James nodded in agreement and then groaned when heard Zayne's truck pull into the driveway. "I better go get decent," he joked with a wry grin. He had only grabbed his boxers when he had gotten up.
"Might be a good idea," Andy agreed since he had out of self-preservation slipped on and belted his bathrobe.
Zayne opened the door and hollered, "Y'all decent?" before stepping inside.
"For the most part," James hollered back and slipped down the hall to the master bedroom.
"I don't want to know what he means by that," Zayne quipped as he kept his eyes focused on the floor as he made his way to the kitchen.
"You can look up," Andy said with a shake of his head. "And Jay meant that we weren't naked and engaged in sex."
"Right, okay," Zayne drawled as he finally looked up. "Not touching that."
"Coffee?" Andy offered thus changing the subject.
"Yes, please," Zayne said. He set the bag of food he was carrying on the kitchen table.
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