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CHAPTER 13 --==Taylan's POV==-- He dropped me off at the entrance of my apartment complex and then walked me all the way up to my door, taking my keys as if he'd been living here for ages. For a minute there, I thought he'd precede me inside, but I underestimated him; he courteously handed back the keys. Old fashioned manners. He remained standing where he was, and leaned against the door post, shaking his head when I opened the door further, the invite obvious. "So...did you enjoy yoursel
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CHAPTER 15 --==Taylan's POV==-- "Hey Shorty... you sure that printer is broken? It's not just a case of replacing the ink?" I asked Kit in the computer store; he seemed to hesitate at that. "Umm, well, I think so. The paper won't go through anymore, and it definitely hasn't run out of ink yet. It constantly beeps at the self-test. And it makes rattling noises." What'd he do with it; use it for target practice? "Yeah, then it's a safe bet that one's gone the way of the dodo. If you wan
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CHAPTER 12 --==Mitchell's POV==-- I didn't go for it right away, even though the invitation was clear. That didn't seem to be the best idea, right now, especially not after this day; Kit could be tiring, certainly if he was as riled up as he had been today. Normally, he was a lot more quiet, more mellow. Talkative, yes, but he'd always been that way. And I wanted to talk. About today, about Taylan and Kit, and also about myself. How I thought today had gone. As far as I could tell, Taylan
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CHAPTER 11 --==Taylan's POV==-- We didn't have to wait long, once we'd arrived at Union Station; the train arrived two minutes after we did, slowly coming to a halt. And suddenly, the nerves got the better of me; the doors hissed open and I watched with trepidation at the masses pouring out. How tall would he be? Would he look like Mitchell? "Dad!" I turned my head toward the sound of the voice and a lanky, tall kid came darting from the train, almost tripping over his long legs. Withou
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CHAPTER 10 --==Taylan's POV==-- The closer the weekend got, the more nervous I became. I saw Mitchell from time to time, in the hallways, but he never tried or did anything; he acted normally, and no word crossed his lips, other than work-related subjects. The news that I had quit my job had been received with surprise and shock; questions flew from day one, which I answered with a credible story I'd made up the previous night. Then, right before the weekend, on a Thursday, the temp-age
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CHAPTER 9 --==Mitchell's POV==-- Taylan blinked several times at my sudden reversal of opinion. "But it’ll cost you," I said, trying not to sound too sly. He frowned, and my brain once again worked at top speed; what could I get out of this? "That's the problem, right? That you're working for me? You don't want to give me those names, and you'd feel awkward because I'm your boss; people might talk. Right?" "Yes..." he replied, slowly. "Then I think you've run out of excuses now;
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CHAPTER 8 --==Taylan's POV==-- The phone rang several times that afternoon, and each time the caller-id told me it was a call originating from BSL. Once the doorbell rang but the video-cam revealed a parcel delivery man. And then Mitchell changed tactics, using his mobile, a number I didn't recognize. "Hang up and you'll be very sorry," he growled none too friendly when I picked up. "We need to talk." "I have no idea what about," I replied, equally unfriendly, "You've got my letter of r
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CHAPTER 7 --==Mitchell's POV==-- It wasn't until 10am until I found out that Taylan had called in sick. The whole weekend, the scenes from Friday night had been playing through my head, even in my dreams, and I could only come to one conclusion: I was heavily in love. Heck, I hadn't even brushed my teeth after that insanely good kiss. It was a great feeling to be in love again. And I had it all planned out in my head; Taylan would break, giving me those names, and then we'd have the gre
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CHAPTER 5 --==Mitchell's POV==-- Taylan really didn't give me much to work with; I tried to find an opening, anywhere, but he closed them off as soon as I tried. So he was still angry. After dinner, he immediately disappeared to the study again, to check if the installation had finished yet, which was the case, and unfortunately gave him something to actually do. Damn it. He enabled my email again which, he explained, had received some kind of virus which had severely clogged my private
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CHAPTER 6 --==Taylan's POV==-- He scared the living daylights out of me. This was the last thing I ever expected from him. There was no way out - the only way was to go past him and he was blocking me. He had a son! A wife! The pictures on his desk had been smiling up at me the entire time; his son, still little, on his mothers' lap; his son in kindergarten...how old was his kid anyway? Those thoughts disappeared as soon as I felt his cool tongue pressing against my lips and sliding in; I di
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CHAPTER 3 --==Mitchell's POV==-- This was not going according to my brilliant plan. Well, brilliant in my mind, anyway. And now my stubbornness to get those names was seriously ruining my chances, that much was clear; I wasn't Taylan's favorite right now. Dammit! The ‘problem with me, though is that, once I've taken a path? I rarely back down. He stared at me, startled after the veiled threat I issued to him, and I felt like a tyrant. "Taylan...I want those names." I spoke softly bu
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CHAPTER 4 --==Taylan's POV==-- When we finally pulled up to the house, the gates slowly closing behind us, I wasn't really prepared for where he lived. I live in the Valley, myself; I hadn't even known where he lived. Sherman Oaks, huh? The house, a large bungalow, seemed...I dunno; nice? Not as big as I had expected, seeing the other houses in this neighborhood as we drove in. Mitchell parked the car in front of the four-car garage; there weren't any others parked, probably already ins
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CHAPTER *14* Ross was waiting just outside and as I closed the door behind me, and he took me by the elbow, guiding me down the hall. Dragging was more like it, actually. He tried two, three rooms in this corridor before he found one not occupied and pulled me inside, closing the door behind him and leaning against it. I walked to the middle of the room, one of the storage rooms for instruments, rubbing the elbow and making a face. "What the hell was that all..." he started and then sighed
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CHAPTER *13* I spent the next couple of hours on the phone, talking to the studio, which luckily was able to put us up. I also snared several of the artists and was able to get a hold of the most key instruments. Then I went up to the legal department, to pick up the contracts for the individual artists. When I exited the elevator on the top floor, I passed Janice's office, and I waved at her as I tried to find out where the department was located. When she called out to me, I backtracked a
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CHAPTER *15* I called the number Ross had given me after the studio session was completed and as I waited for the receiving end to pick up, I hummed the theme. I stopped when a smoky, raw but very female voice picked up with a soft ‘hello?' "Hello, is this the Forester residence?" I asked. "Yes, this is Sofia Forester. Who is calling?" Sofia... oh shit! Ross's mother! I almost hung up. "H...hi, t... this is Norcross. I mean Mark." I said it as if she should know who I was and I close
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CHAPTER *12* Ross didn't return to Aspen for the remainder of our stay. He didn't call and even Janice didn't know what had caused Ross to leave so suddenly, courtesy of Joey who had casually asked about it on a date. So she and Joey drew me into a few more outings on the slopes when I really felt like not going, and forced me to try and have a good time. Thanks to them, the last few days didn't suck. Joey's assessment, that I had fallen hard for Ross, was correct. Still, I was more than a
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CHAPTER *11* Joey just stared at me. He blinked once, twice and then hid his face in his hands, softly groaning. When he looked up, he sighed. I wanted to say something but he lifted his hand, indicating that I shouldn't. "So that's what I heard? You and Ross weren't fighting?" I felt a blush creeping up my cheeks and fixed my eyes on a window, shaking my head. "Holy shit." "You promised not to tell anyone," I said softly. He made a dismissive gesture. "I won't. But dude... I thought
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CHAPTER *7* We returned to the chalet around five, finding it empty. The mugs were gone though, so we knew the others had been back at some point. A note lay on the bar, telling us that they'd gone to one of the other chalets for dinner. We were asked to join them. "How about we don't join them but instead go out?" Ross said, looking at me expectantly. "Out?" I asked, frowning. He nodded, and tilted his head, waiting. "Sure... should we leave a note?" "Nah... we're all adults here."
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CHAPTER *8* We skipped dessert and slowly walked back. It was dark and there were a lot of people walking around, couples mostly. As we looked up the mountain, we could see several trails going up, lit by torches. Ross suggested we go up too, following the trail, and at least five or six couples were ahead of us. "How romantic," I joked, shoving my hands deep in my pockets. It was cold. Ross stopped walking and pulled on my arm, causing me to turn. "So? Being romantic is bad?" He slow
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CHAPTER *10* I have to admit that my own body reacted as well. And even though I had told him I wouldn't do it, my body definitely didn't agree with my mind, which left me torn between going for it or try to ignore it. It wasn't very easy to ignore it but I opted for it anyway. Besides, it was fun to make him uncomfortable for a bit. I moved some more and he softly cursed. "Damn it Mark... stop it!" I softly snickered, hiding my face in the pillow. "Oh, you think this is funny, huh?" "W
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CHAPTER *9* We returned to the chalet, a little after eleven; by then most had returned and we got a warm welcome, with drinks already put down before we'd hung our jackets. For the first time in three hours there was a distance of more than two feet between Ross and me, as he found a free seat somewhere on the other side of the room, crammed between Joey and Janice. I downed half of my beer in one go and Eric, who was sitting beside me, raised an eyebrow. "Slow down, dude... thirsty? You
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CHAPTER *5* After I was done doing the dishes, I quickly shot on my ski boots and went over to the other chalets, telling the beginners there to get ready and gather in front of our chalet at the agreed time. Then I went back and upstairs, to change into the ski outfit that I had bought on the first day. It was entirely black save a neon-blue section on my torso. The same blue could also be found back in the tips of my boots. I was just about to put on my jacket when Ross came in to also get
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CHAPTER *4* The next day I woke because of a steady stream of warm air that kept blowing onto my face. It was a nice feeling, warm and comfortable and I crept a little closer to the source. But when I opened my eyes I found the sight less than comfortable; a lightly haired chest, not two inches from my nose. Great. One super-sized bed, more than enough space in there to accommodate at least two other people comfortably, and I find the only other occupant in it, without missing a beat, and all
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CHAPTER *6* After I had taken a shower and got into bed, I lay awake. That... ‘kiss' and the shower had pretty much sobered me up, leaving only a dull throb behind. The image of myself in the mirror, my lips swollen and my eyes bright with small pupils; I had looked like a ghost. Why the hell had he done that? All that because I told him to fuck off? I turned onto my side and tried to go to sleep but it simply wouldn't come. My head was filled with the images of what had happened. I was still
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