Lost - Two Timer series - 2. Chapter 2

Adam Potters paced himself as his footsteps hit the path through the forest trail he found near his new home. His even breathing kept him focused on the trail ahead. It was the end of his intense work out he had every other day the first part at the boxing ring, the second with a personal trainer on hand to hand combat. He needed to be in peek condition ready for almost any threat. The turning season brought comfortable weather, but clouds and rain always became a menace.

He journeyed home to a shower and breakfast with his lover Patrick Valdez, who slept in after a long day of unpacking after three days of being in their new house they bought together.

Adam followed the path to his back fence with the back door he left unlocked, so he didn’t need to bring a key. He entered leading to the kitchen. He took off his sneakers and left them in the mud-room as he took the back steps to the second floor. When entering the bedroom, he heard the shower and noticed Patrick not in bed. He walked in and saw his aristocrat with his back turn lathering his body with soap.

Adam stripped naked and opened the glass shower door causing Patrick to jump and turn. When he saw Adam, he breathed a sigh of relief.

“You scared me,” Patrick said, making room for Adam as he stepped inside.

“Sorry, but I need a shower.”

Patrick smiled as he washed Adam’s sweaty body with his soapy sponge. Adam enjoyed the pamper Patrick catered and turned on cue whenever Patrick twirled his finger. Patrick ringed out his sponge as they watched their hair and shared the water to rinse off.

Adam grabbed a towel and dried Patrick’s body before toweling his own.

“So, you’re going to the office?”

“That’s the plan.”

“And leaving me with the rest of the unpacking.”

“It’s not that much more to do and I promise, I’ll help this weekend.”

Adam watched Patrick drop his towel to the floor and walk back to the bedroom. Before following, he picked the towel up and hung it to dry next to his own. He walked into the bedroom where Patrick laid on his stomach naked on their bed.

“Aren’t you tuckered out from last night?” Adam asked.

“Are you losing interest in me Mr. Potter?” Patrick said, rolling onto his back staring up at Adam. Adam lunged at him kissing his mouth.

“That will never happen Pat, I love you too much.”

Patrick reached up and ran his fingers through Adam damped hair.

“I love you more. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.”

Adam kissed him again deeper than before. Breaking he smiled at Patrick.

“You have nothing to apologize for.” Adam kissed him again and grinned his crouch against Patrick’s, bought becoming arouse just as the phone rang.

Patrick released a groan knowing who was calling. Adam said nothing as he rolled off him and answered the land line.

“Hello.”

“Good morning Boss,” said the harmonic voice of Adam’s assistant, Justin Shi. “Just checking to be sure we’re opening shop.”

“Yes Justin, we are. I’ll be there in the hour.”

“Ok, I’ll have the coffee ready.”

“Thanks.” Adam said, hanging up he turned back to the bed finding Patrick gone. He glanced around and saw him at the dresser wearing a tee shirt and pulling out a pair of underwear. Adam came from behind grabbing his waist causing him to drop his garment. “And where do you think you’re going?”

“Don’t you have to get ready?” Patrick said, looking straight ahead, lax in Adam’s hold.

“I want you Pat.”

Unsure if Adam meant as a choice or a need. Patrick allowed him to take him back to their bed. Adam’s caresses worked Patrick’s body into a frenzy just as the doorbell rang. Annoyed, Patrick blurted out his frustration.

“Christ, did he drive over to give you a ride.” He regretted his remark and gave Adam an apologetic look. Adam climbed off the bed grabbing a pair of jeans out of the closet.

“Justin has been nothing but a good friend,” Adam said, shoving his legs into his jeans.

“This isn’t about Justin,” Patrick said, rising from the bed. The visitor increased the pressing of the doorbell.

“Then what is it about Pat?”

Patrick opened his mouth to speak when the caller knocked.

Adam tugged his top on and without another word to Patrick he left to answer the door. He ran down the steps and yanked the door open finding AJ Chance on his doorstep.

“Adam,” AJ said. “Glade I caught you at home.”

AJ Chance, Adam’s ex-lover who cheated on him with his mentor. Stood pose with an angelic manner he once held Adam enthrall to, now no long worked.

“What are you doing here AJ and how did you find out where I live?”

“Your change address on your gun registration.”

“You could have gone to my office.”

“I did. You were ever there.”

“Okay, so what’s so important that you had to track me down?”

“Can I come in first?”

Adam hesitated but stepped aside to let the detective pass. AJ eyed the staircase where he saw Patrick sitting part way down holding his cell phone, dressed.

“Good morning Mr. Valdez,” AJ said, knowing Patrick was not happy to see him.

Patrick looked from AJ to Adam.

“Why is he here?” Patrick said, to Adam.

Adam knew Patrick still felt uncomfortable around the detective considering he tried to charge him with murder of his ex-abusive boyfriend Gavin Martin.

“I don’t know why the detective’s here Pat just give me a moment to find out. The coffee maker is on a timer why don’t you go have a cup and I’ll be in soon.”

Adam lead AJ to his office and shut the door behind them. Patrick came down the stairs and glanced towards the kitchen and sighed. He grabbed his jacket and left the house.

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Unsure where to go he looked at his cell and thought of calling for a ride when a familiar voice caused him to look up.

“So where are you in a hurry to get to?” Anton said.

Patrick’s face lit up as they hugged each other with warmth and sincerity.

“Mother Potter,” Patrick said, as if he was the answer to all his problems.

“Mother Potter, I like the sound of that. But you can call me Anton.”

“Okay, Anton.”

“And so, shall it be,” Anton said, playfully.

They parted, and Patrick seemed lost for words.

“You look like I caught you stealing the pie.”

“What? No. It’s just Detective Chance came over to talk to Adam and I didn’t want to be in the house with him.”

“Oh, I see. So, you thought leaving Adam alone with his ex was a better ideal?”

“I didn’t fully think it through.”

“I’m glade, I came when I did, or I would have missed you.”

“Me?”

“Well of course, I wanted to see how you were getting along unpacking and if you needed any help.”

“You came to see me?”

“Well, yes and seeing Adam is always a plus but my intention was to see you.”

Patrick wrapped his arm around his neck and hugged him again.

“Thank you. You don’t know what that means.”

“What’s wrong Patrick?” Patrick step back and glanced away.

“Adam’s going back to work today and I have to finish unpacking.”

“Well now I’m here, so perk up.”

Patrick smiled.

“There, that’s better. Now, have you had breakfast?”

“No.”

“Then how about I whip us up something before we get to work?”

“Crazy eggs?”

“You know about crazy eggs?”

“Adam made them for me once.”

“Then take me to the kitchen.”

They looped their arms and walked back to the house together.

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Adam’s office was inviting with two large recliners facing his desk, bookcases lining the wall a mini bar stocked. He walked behind his desk and sat down gesturing for AJ to take a seat. AJ sat down and leaned back in the soft leather chair.

“Business is doing well to afford this kind of taste,” AJ said.

“The chairs were a gift from Patrick’s mother. I couldn’t refuse.”

“His mother? Are you sure they came from her and not Patrick’s trust fund?”

“Still doubting AJ? Why are you here?”

“We need you to serve a summons.”

“To whom?”

AJ pulled out folded papers and handed them to Adam.

“Sergio Blackheart?” Adam read the name and tried to hold in a chuckle. “What is he, a pirate?”

“He’s the owner at an exclusive gentlemen’s club called Blackheart.”

“I can imagine what goes on it there.”

“You may not find out. It’s for members only.”

“Is this a paid job?”

“Yes.”

“Fine, how soon do you need this done?”

“As soon as possible.”

“I’ll do it tonight.”

“Fine.” They rose, and Adam started pass him to open the door for him when AJ touched his arm. “Adam, you’re not still upset with me about the Harlequin case?”

“Why, do you care?”

“I would like us to be friends.”

Adam search AJ eyes and thought on the ideal for moment when he shrugged AJ’s hand off.

“Let’s keep this professional for now. But to be clear I respect you as a detective.”

“And I you.”

“We’ll see where it goes, okay?”

“Okay.”

Adam walked AJ to the door and paused.

“I would show you around, but Patrick is still untrusting.”

“I understand.”

Adam opened the door just as Patrick was unlocking it both surprised to see the other.

“Pat, where did you go?”

Anton looked at his son with a crooked eye.

“Ah, hello, mom’s here?”

Adam stun to see his mother standing beside Patrick.

“Mom, what are you doing here?”

“Oh, so that’s how you greet your mother? What are you doing here?”

“No, I mean. I—just wasn’t expecting you.”

“Can’t a mother visit his offspring?”

“Well, yes. But—is dad with you?”

“Do you see him? So, no. And how long are you going to wait to invite me in?”

Adam flustered stepped back almost colliding with AJ who stepped out of the way. Patrick said nothing as Anton walked him inside still holding his arm.

“Pat where did you go?” Adam asked again.

“He came out to greet your mother,” Anton replied, looking at AJ. “Hello AJ.” Anton said, with suspension in his voice.

“Hello Mr. Potter, good to see you again,” AJ said, waiting to lean in and kiss Anton’s cheek like he always did when he dated Adam but found it inapposite.

“Just because you and Adam aren’t together anymore doesn’t mean you need to be uncomfortable with me.” Anton turned his cheek to AJ who caught the hint and leaned in and kiss him.

“I should go,” AJ said, stepping pass Adam. He turned once more to them. “Goodbye.”

“Goodbye AJ,” Anton said. Then shook Patrick’s arm.

“Goodbye Detective Chance,” Patrick said.

AJ nodded and left as Adam closed the door.

Adam then turned to his mother.

“You know Patrick, Adam resembles his father Troy more, when he looks at me like that.”

“Look at you like what?” Adam asked.

“I don’t know what to call it. Crazy?” Anton didn’t wait for a reply as he took Patrick’s arm and lead him away. “To the kitchen.”

Patrick and Anton shared a giggle between each other as they walked ahead of Adam.

Anton kept his promise and made breakfast. Adam ate more than anyone. He wiped his mouth filled with satisfaction.

“This was amazing mom, thanks.”

“No need for thanks. I’m your mother and this is my joy, to care for my kids.” His own words tugged at his heart and tears threaten to spill. He grabbed dishes and carried them to the sink until he regained control of his emotions. Adam didn’t noticed as he drained his orange juice, but Patrick saw the change of Anton’s face.

“Well I would love to stay but I need to get to work.” Adam touched Patrick’s back bringing him out of his thoughts and kissed him. “I’ll see you tonight.”

“Will you be late?”

“I’m hoping not. This job AJ dropped into my lap should be easy.”

“How easy?”

Adam looked into his hazel eyes and smiled.

“I’ll tell you all about it tonight. Love you.”

“I love you.”

Adam kissed him one last time before going to his mother who was washing the frying pan by hand.

“Mom is dad coming to get you?”

“I know how to get from place to place on my own, Adam.”

“Okay, so you’re hanging out here?”

“Yes, as a matter of fact I am. And stop questioning me.”

“Okay.” He kissed his cheek. “I love you.”

“I love you. Now go, so we can get to work.”

“Okay, okay.” He grabbed the last piece of bacon and shoved it into his mouth. “I’m out.” He left through the front door to get to their detached garage his jeep parked out front.

Once gone, Patrick stood to help clear the dishes away when Anton fainting.