"I Just Know When You Put Your Hands On Me, I Feel Sexy...And My Body Turns To Gold."
"I Just Know When You Put Your Hands On Me, I Feel Ready...And I Lose My Self Control."
"When You Put Your Hands On Me...Oh Oh Oh" -- Christina Aguilera
When You Put Your Hands on Me
by JT Poole (firstname.lastname@example.org)
It's already too late for me to try to make things up to him. I've missed too much with him and it seems that he's mad with me, mad with the world, but about what. I know that when me and Leighanne got married, we kinda drifted apart, but that's not something to be mad with me for. He knows as well as anyone that life goes on regardless if we were friends or not. I still consider him my friend, but I don't think he sees me that way. I would like to be more than just his friend, but I don't think that'll ever happen. With the way he acted yesterday, he hates me something wicked.
Now that Leigh is locked up, it's just me and Baylee. With the domestic violence charges the police filed against her last night, she should be busy in jail for a few days. With all the stuff she's done in the past to me and the trouble she's caused, that should be enough to get a restraining order to keep her away from the both of us for a while until I can get the divorce proceedings among the way. I just hope the courts see it fit to grant me custody of Baylee and put her in prison or something. That bitch has terrorized me for too long and I can finally say that I'm somewhat free from pain for now.
I just wish that I saw her for the conniving bitch that she was when we first met.
I just wish I knew then what I know now. If I'd known the kind of woman she was, I would've never hung out with her and she would've been in prison already. I just don't understand how she saw fit to do the things she did and then think I'll actually continue to love her when I found out all the crap she did. The fucking nerve of some people to think that they can get away with playing with the hearts of others.
Well it's just you and me now buddy. There were times that I wished that you never existed, but now I don't feel that way. It's not your fault that your mother is the SuperBitch from hell. I know she tricked me the first time with the pregnancy to get me to marry her, but when you came along, it was real. I almost didn't believe her about you until we almost lost you. I was really scared that night, but you're here now and that's all that matters. Out of a bad relationship, you're the only good thing that resulted from it. I've dealt with her now; I just wish I knew what to do to solve my problems with Nick.
"Come on buddy, you ready for a snack?" I ask him as he giggled and played with my hand. "Come on, let's go find us something to snack on."
Getting up to go back into the main room, to pick up the room service menu, I was interrupted by someone knocking on the door. Lying Baylee down on the sofa and hurrying to the door, I opened it to see Nick.
"Nick?" I ask as he looked down, sighed and moved back away from the door.
Damn he looks good; those clothes aren't doing much for the imagination. I wish I could wrap my arms around him and hold him tight.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come here," he says, turning around.
"Nick don't go," I say, grabbing his hand and pulling him into the room. "Please stay here with us."
"Us?" He questions, looking at me funny.
"Yeah, me and Bay-Bay," I say, pointing to Baylee lying on the sofa. "Have you had lunch yet?"
"Not yet," he answers, looking down at the floor.
"Good, we're hungry. Why don't you stay here with us and we can eat and hang out," I say as he looked up at me.
"Are you sure about that Brian?" He asks, looking me in the eye now.
"Yeah I'm sure Nick, I've missed hanging out with you," I tell him as the urge to hold him won out and I pulled him to me and wrapped my arms around him. "I've really missed you Nick. I really have."
"I've missed you too Brian," he says, sniffling now. Was he crying?
"Nick? Are you okay?" I ask him as we pull away from each other and I could see that he was in fact crying.
"Yeah I'm okay," he says, wiping at his eyes. "I'm just happy is all."
"I'm happy too for once," I say as he looks up at me again.
"Why are you happy?" He asks me, stepping back from me.
"I have my best friend here with me," I tell him as visibly perked up a bit. "And Leigh is in jail. I'm free for a while."
"Free from what?" He asks as someone knocks on the door.
"Hold that thought," I say, walking back over to the door and opening it to see Kevin standing there. "Kev?"
"Brian we need to talk right now," Kevin says, walking past me into the room. "I can't take keeping these secrets anymore. You need to tell Nick how you feel about him and now. He's probably down in his room crying or something. Just go down there and tell him damnit. I'm tired of holding on to secrets like this."
"Well thank you very much Kevin," I tell him, grabbing him by his shoulders and turning him around so that he could see Nick standing there.
"Ah damn," he says, looking down at the floor. "Howdy Nick."
"Hi Kevin," Nick says, looking between the two of us.
"I guess I said too much. I'm sorry Brian," Kevin says, looking at me and then at Nick. "I guess I'll leave now."
"Oh no you won't," I tell him as he smiled weakly at me and then turned around quickly and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.
"What feelings Brian?" Nick asked, looking at me closely.
Oh great, this is it. Here I am thinking we were getting back on the right foot and now its all about to go down the drain because of Kevin opening his mouth about my feelings. I can't tell him that I love him, it would ruin everything and he'd really hate me.
"Ah...ah...well," I say, not really knowing what to say right now.
"What feelings do you have that Kevin thinks you need to tell me about?" Nick asks me, stepping closer to me, still eyeing me closely.
"Well...ah...I...well," I say, not coming up with anything plausible to say.
"I'm waiting Brian," he says, crossing his arms in front of his chest now, still looking at me.
"I don't know what to say Nick," I tell him as he looks down and then turns away from me.
"Okay Brian fine, I won't push," he says, turning back around with tears in his eyes. "You asked me yesterday what was wrong. Now today I'm asking you the same thing. What's wrong Brian? What is it that you can't say to me?"
"Please Nick, I can't say it," I say as I look down now, not wanting to fuck things up more.
"Okay Brian," he says, walking past me to the door. "I think I've overstayed my time here."
"What? No you haven't Nick, please don't go," I tell him, grabbing his hand as he stopped walking and looked down at the floor. "Please stay here with me Nick."
"I can't do that Brian," he says, pulling his hand from mine. "I need to leave."
"No you don't baby, just stay here with me please," I say, not even realizing I had just called him baby until it was too late. Damn, the shit is about to hit the fan.
"Baby? Did you just call me baby?" He asks, turning around to look at me now.
"I'm sorry Nick, it slipped, please don't be mad," I say to him, trying to figure out if he was mad or not. "Nick?"
"Huh?" He says, snapping out of a trance or something and looking up at me.
"Are you alright?" I ask him as he stepped closer to me, looked down at the floor quickly and then that's when it happened, he pulled me close and kissed me...kissed me like there was no tomorrow. I'm talking about major tongue action here.
"I'm more than okay if you calling me baby is an indication of how you really feel about me," he says, stepping back away from me. "Do you like me Brian?"
"No Nick, I don't like you," I tell him as his eyes went wide and he stepped back away from me, reaching for the door. "Stop Nick!"
"No Brian," he says, opening the door to the room. "I've made a fool of myself."
"No you haven't," I tell him, pulling him back into the room and pushing the door closed a little bit harder than what I should. "If someone's a fool it's not you, it's me."
"Huh? I don't understand," he says, looking at me strangely now.
"I don't like you Nick, I love you," I tell him as he fell back up against the door. "I was a fool for not telling you a long time ago how I really felt about you. I should've been man enough back then to tell you instead of hide my true feelings for you and end up in the situation I'm in now. If I would've been truthful to myself and to you, we would be together now."
Is this a good day or what? With all the stuff that has happened today, I should be the happiest man on the planet, but I'm a little bit pissed. I shouldn't be pissed considering that I just got the biggest promotion ever and me and my lover is moving out to the East Coast. I must admit that I'm still a little bit shocked that I'm going to be a founding member of a new law firm, but I'm sketchy with how all of the news was delivered to me today. What's going on with my lover and one of my bosses?
I shouldn't be worried about anything going on between Josh and anyone for that matter. The two of us have been together for a long time and I don't think he'll ever do anything to hurt me or break up our union. As for Mr. Adams, I don't know what he's capable of. I've worked with the `Firm' for a long time and I can't say for sure if he's playing on the same field as us or not. I just know the man isn't married, never been married, doesn't have any kids and he's almost fifty.
With the way the events unfolded in my office today, I don't know rather to question Josh on what was going on between him and Mr. Adams or not. All I know is that the two of them have had some private phone conversations and those conversations were centered on me and my work for the company. Trying to see things from Josh's point of view, I did my best to calm my nerves and not over analyze everything.
I know I shouldn't see any of this as bad, but it's the way it all happened and the way Mr. Adams was looking at Josh all day. I know we're both secure in our love and all, but I'll beat a sucker down for messing with my man. If he don't know, he better ask somebody.
"Baby are you okay?" Josh asks, walking into the room looking at me strangely.
"I'm fine, why do you ask?" I ask him.
"I've been calling you over and over for the last few minutes and you didn't answer me," he says, coming to sit next to me on the sofa.
"I'm sorry baby, I didn't hear you," I say to him, putting the folder I was looking through earlier on the coffee table in front of us.
"Baby are you sure you're alright?" He asks me, leaning in to kiss me. "I thought you would be happy."
"I am happy Josh," I say, looking him in the eye.
"You just seem a little bit occupied," he says, caressing my face and then leaning in to kiss me again.
"I'm sorry baby. What is it that you needed?" I ask, wondering what it was that got all of this started anyway.
"I wanted to talk about the move," he says, sliding closer to me and draping his arm behind me on the sofa.
"What about it baby?" I ask, looking at him now.
"Are you okay about moving back into my old place baby?" He asks, looking away from me.
"Why wouldn't I be?" He asks, looking up at me now. "I don't see a need for us to buy a new house in Orlando Josh."
"Well I don't want either of us to be plagued by any old memories," he says as I get what he's referring to now.
"Josh baby, all of that stuff is in the past," I tell him, patting his leg. "If you're not comfortable about moving back in there then, we can find some place else to move to baby."
"I'm okay baby, I'm just looking out for you," he says, looking up at me with a few tears in his eyes.
"If you're only looking out for me, then why are you the one that's crying and has that saddened look on your face?" I ask him as he looks down again. "Get over here."
Getting up from his spot on the sofa, he moved closer to me and I pulled him into my lap. Hugging him to my chest, I kissed his neck and did my best to reassure him that I was okay with whatever he wanted to do.
"I love you Joshua Poole dash Chasez," I tell him, rubbing his arms and then kissing his cheek.
"I love you too JT Poole dash Chasez," he says, turning so that he could kiss my mouth.
"Feel better now?" I ask him as he nodded his head.
"Yeah baby, I feel a little bit better," he says, laying his head on my shoulder.
"Josh we have some time to prepare for this," I tell him as he didn't move. "We can fly out tomorrow and go house hunting. I'm sure Joey and Kelly will let us crash with them for the weekend."
"You really want to do that baby?" He asks me, still not moving an inch.
"Whatever you want to do is fine with me baby," I tell him, rubbing his back. "I'm sure that we can find a nice house out there just for the four of us."
"Ha ha baby," he says, looking up at me. "I don't think Jinx and Rocko are going to care either way."
"True, but they are coming with us," I tell him just as Jinx jumped up on the sofa and started purring loudly. "Speaking of coming with us, what are you going to do about your clients out here?"
"I can fly back out when I need too baby," he says as Jinx jumped into his lap and meowed. "Hello little lady, what can I do you for?"
"Oh like she's really going to talk to you," I say as he smiles at me. "If she does, I'm leaving this house and not coming back. I don't have time for strange kitties."
"That's your child baby, you can't leave her here. If she talks, she talks. She's still your little baby," he says, playing with the little tabby.
"Yeah yeah whatever," I say, petting the top of her head and messing with her ear. "If she starts talking human words, I'm leaving and running for the hills."
"You wouldn't leave me daddy," he says, trying to mimic a cat while holding her paws in each hand. "Daddy, you wouldn't be able to live without me."
"Oh believe me, I would live just fine. I wouldn't have to spend extra money on cat food anymore," I say as Josh starts laughing just as the doorbell rings. "Ah, who could that be and how did they get past the gate?"
"I don't know baby, I'll get up and go see," he says, handing me the cat and getting up out of my lap and walking to the door. "What da fuck!"
"Josh? Honey is there something wrong?" I ask him, putting Jinx down on the sofa and getting up to go to the door just as I stopped in my tracks as I saw Justin Timberlake standing in the doorway looking back at me. "What the hell are you doing here?"
TO BE CONTINUED...
I don't know any of the members of «N SYNC, Backstreet Boys or any other celebrities mentioned. I don't know anything about their sexual orientation or the orientation of any other celebrities in this story (even though I wish some of them were gay). This story is fiction and you shouldn't take it for anything else but that. This is for entertainment value only folks.