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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 The landline at the Malibu house rang about ten o'clock on Monday morning, and Kevin answered it. It was Susan Miller, Jeff's mother, calling from next door to say that Assurances had contacted her. The facility had a bed for Jeff to start his rehab. Kevin hung up and went to find Jeff. He was playing Wii in the study, bowling against Mark Carson and doing very well. They were bowling the last frame when Kevin walked in, and Jeff
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 The adults and all the guys were in a great mood after their trip to Disneyland. The bus sat idling in the street in Santa Monica while Cam, William and Carl picked up ten thin crust pizzas loaded with all the toppings, ten large boxes of cheese sticks, and twenty liters of soft drinks. Cam paid with Catherine's credit card, and the family headed back to the Malibu house and feasted, sitting around the dining room table. The guys re
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 The sky was stained pink from the setting sun by the time Sean and Susan Miller walked from next door across the soft sand to Alex's house. They were looking forward to supper with the MacKenzie-Carson clan and with their son Jeff. They seldom admitted it, even to each other, but they still mourned Jeff's absence from their lives since he had entered the world of drugs. They were pleased to have been invited to supper so they could
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Cam climbed out of bed reluctantly on Monday morning because it was early--6 a.m., to be precise. He needed to telephone his father in England and hoped he would reach Alex at lunch and in a good mood. The sooner he told his dad that he had hired a housekeeper at a salary of $4,000 a month, the better. Jeff was still dead to the world, snoring softly, and Kevin sleeping as well, chest and one leg exposed, lying there with an inn
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Cam woke up at 6 a.m. on Sunday morning. As he did every morning as soon as his eyes opened, he looked at Kevin. The boy was sleeping soundly beside him, his face masked in its familiar, pre-shave growth of black beard. His facial hair was so black that in the light from the beach window it looked dark blue. Cam thought Kevin's face was sexy whether he shaved or not, but he had long since decided he liked about a one-day growth of
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Cam and Jeff Miller walked out of the beach-side sliding door of Alex's house, proceeded to the gate, and headed over toward Jeff's parents' house. Jeff rubbed his hand over his new, super short crew cut, courtesy of Kevin and Carl. The electric clippers in Alex and John's bathroom had really done the job. In retrospect, Jeff didn't know whether he'd really wanted to lose his shoulder length blond hair or not. But on the other han
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Kevin, Carl and Cam sat in the breakfast nook watching Jeff Miller eat some of the soup Cam had fixed for him. The young man wasn't able to eat the whole bowl because his stomach was unaccustomed to food, but he did manage to down some aspirin and Benedryl, hopefully to calm his nerves. Cam suggested they all sit out on the deck for a while, and Kevin went upstairs, put a sleeping Casey in a sling and brought him down to the first f
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Cam's eyes drifted open as wakefulness segued out of a deep sleep. He turned his head and looked toward his bed companion, and blinked when he saw a blond, crew cut head on the pillow next to his. Blue eyes looked back at him instead of the brown eyes he had been expecting.. "Who are you, and what have you done with my Kevin?" Cam asked Carl Emrick. Kevin's face popped up on the other side of Carl, and he grinned at Cam. "Hey, m
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 From the back seat of the Camaro, Kevin Stoltz's eyes lingered Cam MacKenzie's face in profile. Tears ran down Cam's cheeks as the two of them, along with Carl Emrick riding shotgun, and little Casey, asleep in his car seat, pulled away from what had been a very happy home in San Rafael for them all. The great relationships, the joy of their extended family, somehow seemed to be slipping away. Cam was obviously already worrying abou
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Ian Carson was awakened early by the usual morning hospital clamor at San Francisco General. The staff changed shifts, and newly arrived personnel went about their duties, greeting patients and checking their vitals, and eventually bringing breakfast. After Ian ate, a nurse disconnected his IV's and walked out after promising to change the dressing on his shoulder when she returned. Casting an eye around his room, momentarily e
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Cam was horny. He had been watching Kevin's muscular back and the boy's chunky, perfectly shaped ass in those Levi 501 cutoffs all afternoon. The two guys were gutting a house in the stifling heat of late spring in New Orleans, and the little red Levi's tag on Kevin's back pocket kept drawing Cam's eyes to his partner's butt and then to the V-shape of his torso, clad in a ragged wife beater. Despite the ferocious heat and humidity
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Alex MacKenzie looked down on the bed where John Kelley lay on his back, stark naked and totally relaxed, hands behind his head, smiling. They had just made love, and it had been good. Very good! Alex's eyes caressed the magnificent body of his partner, and could feel the reaction in his groin yet again from what he was seeing. Their late afternoon tryst had happened spontaneously after they'd showered after gutting houses all
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Andy Helder awakened only slowly from a sound sleep on the fifth morning during that first week in New Orleans. Naked, totally rested, he lay on his right side in the double bed he shared with Carl Emrick, facing him, limbs entwined with those of this boy with whom he was rapidly falling in love. His eyes caressed Carl's handsome face, memorizing the strong planes of it. That he would harbor such feelings for Carl so quickly
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 A surprised Andy Helder grasped Carl's arm and swung the boy around. Both of them were now facing Carl's persistent, unwanted suitor. Curious, the crowd eddied around them in the bar's "hook up" room behind the men's room as the man named Duke stared balefully at his prey. Duke was not used to being resisted. Usually his good looks, coupled with his overbearing physical approach to securing partners for sex, sufficed. He wasn't
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Kevin awakened before Cam did the morning after their adventures getting Casey back. The boy felt rested, not having awakened during the night even when his partner got up to give the baby a bottle. With Casey back in their hands, life was good, Kevin realized. Great, actually. Feeling the early morning chill in the air, he pulled the blanket up to his chin, making sure Cam was covered as well. He smiled to himself and snuggled
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Under a gray sky, Catherine MacKenzie sat alone looking at the Pacific Ocean from the front deck of the Carsons' cabin. Despite the promise of a warmer day, a cold wind off the water chilled her to the bone, and she couldn't summon enough strength to stand up and go inside. The telephone call from Kevin to Ian that Casey had been kidnapped at the airport had been like opening a vein in her psyche--in her misery she felt as if h
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Cam stood there on the beach staring at Carl as they stopped running, reaching over and putting his hand on the shorter boy's shoulder. "I won't ask whether you're sure about being gay or not," Cam said. "I know you've been thinking about this for awhile." Carl shrugged. "Yeah. All I know is, I am what I am. I'm gay. I'm not thrilled about it, but there are worse things in this world. I know that from watching you and Kev
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 After Cam had left to pick up Teri for dinner and the prom, things are around the MacKenzie household were a little more subdued than usual. The absence of Ian and Mary Carson, Yolanda Vega, Mark, and then, at least for that night, Cam, had left a vacuum in the normal chaos at meals. Carl and Dan Emrick and William Carson talked a mile a minute and kept everyone entertained, but Kevin was quiet. Catherine watched Kevin out of t
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Cameron MacKenzie and Kevin Stolz had been best friends and almost brothers their entire life. When a series of bad things happens to their families, the boys find themselves getting closer than they ever considered before.
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 The MacKenzie--Carson--Emrick--Hernandez guys, along with the adults, all gathered around the Carsons' pool for lunch. The priest had changed into casual clothes by then. The boys had previously showered, played some board games, and heckled one another unmercifully back at Alex's place before they drove over to the Carsons'. The day was warming up under a bright sun, and as far as the young guys were concerned, this was turning ou
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Cam awakened slowly the next morning, listening to a cacophony of birds outside. The cabin's winged neighbors were enjoying themselves in the rare, early morning sunshine on the coast of the Big Sur. It was often foggy there until at least mid-morning. He raised his head and looked down the long line of boys sleeping on air mattresses on the floor in the great room of Alex's cabin. No one was stirring. He rolled over toward
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Cam planted himself in the back seat of the shiny, black limo in the driveway, put down his date's flowers, and leaned forward to give the driver Teri McKee's address. The McKees didn't live too far from the MacKenzies. "Big night tonight, huh?" the young man dressed in a chauffeur uniform asked politely. "Yeah," Cam said. "I hope so." He introduced himself, and found out that the driver was named Steve. He appeared to be
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 The limousine lurched as the driver jerked the steering wheel in reaction to the gunfire. Two of the three policemen on motorcycles in front of the car pulled to the side of the road, dismounted and drew their weapons, leaving the limousine a clear path to escape behind a third motorcycle officer. The officers on foot at the gate hit the ground and begun firing into a copse of trees across the road from the cemetery entrance. A
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Casey should have come home from the hospital wearing a little gold crown and carrying a scepter, because that's the kind of treatment he received in the MacKenzie house. He was the king. The boys all vied with one another to see who got to hold the baby, feed him during the day and evening, and yes, even change his diaper, the latter because Kevin and Cam made it clear that you took the good with the bad when Casey was in your
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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Monday morning was business as usual for the MacKenzie household. Everyone was up and out of bed by six a.m., gathered sleepily, and in some cases a little grumpily, in the driveway in their running clothes. Mostly for effect, some of the boys moaned and groaned as they did their stretches in preparation for their morning run while the two border collies Alice and Samantha walked among them excitedly, dragging their leashes beh
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