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Gabe woke up and blinked in the early morning light. He had to pee was his first thought. There's a man holding me was his second. He smiled before he turned his head and chuckled. Kyle's head was leaned back on the pillow, his mouth wide open and the snores the man made were enough to wake the dead. Gabe's bladder reminded him of urgent business and he tried to slip easily from Kyle's arms. This was not happening. Kyle's embrace was a heavy one and every time Gabe seemed to make some headway he was pulled back in. Finally, Gabe lifted one heavy arm and quickly made his escape. His movements should have woken Kyle but he just shifted and continued to snore.
Overcome with the relief of relieving himself in the morning, Gabe sighed as his stream fell into the toilet. It was the last peaceful thought he had as sudden and terrifying noise began blaring from the bedroom. Gabe was so startled he moved and pissed over the seat and around the bowl.
"Shit! Fuck!" He exclaimed and finished urinating.
"What's up, babe?" A sleepy Kyle asked from the doorway.
"What was that noise?! It scared me so bad I pissed all over the place." Gabe said as he looked for something to clean up his mess. Kyle chuckled.
"I'm a bit of a heavy sleeper. That was the alarm. Anything quieter and I'll sleep through it."
"That's your alarm? Do you go into a coma when you sleep?"
"Just about. It used to be really bad when I was a kid."
"I can't imagine how." Gabe said and stood up from cleaning to wash his hands. Kyle took his place in front of the toilet.
"You want some breakfast?"
"That sounds good. Eat in or go out?" Gabe asked.
"Considering Darren's going to call in four minutes to ask how last night went, why don't we just invite them out somewhere."
"Darren is not going to call in four minutes." Gabe said and heard his cell phone jingle. Kyle's raised an eyebrow in answer. "That wasn't four minutes."
"Hello?" Gabe said as he answered the phone.
"Bitch, you go out with the hottest stud in Dobbs Ferry, stay over his house and don't give me the courtesy of a three a.m. phone call so we can dish about it?!!!" Darren yelled over the phone.
"Good morning, Darren." Gabe said and grinned as Kyle flashed him an `I told you so' look.
"I hate you and I can't believe we're friends. I was up till four waiting for you to call!!"
"That's kinda stupid, isn't it?"
"I didn't say I wasn't doing other things while I was waiting."
"At least you made good use of your time."
"Whatever. Tell Kyle you're both on my shit list as of four fifteen this morning."
"Why don't you tell him yourself over breakfast? How about Maria's Kitchen in forty-five minutes?" Gabe asked and basically heard the wind go right out of Darren's argument.
"Fine. But this doesn't mean-."
"See you then Darren." Gabe said and hung up the phone.
"Forty-five minutes? That doesn't leave us much time for morning sex." Kyle said, kneeling on the bed.
"I guess we'll just have to take some creative shortcuts." Gabe said, as he met Kyle in the center of the bed.
"A creative accountant? Jesus, I lucked out!" Kyle smiled.
"We can be very creative when we need to be." Gabe said, had a brief thought that he would have to tell Paula he changed his mind about the creativity of accounting and was lost in Kyle's kiss.
Forty minutes later, Gabe ran downstairs dressed and ready for breakfast when he came to a quick stop at the bottom of the stairs. The front door stood slightly open. He thought back to last night and couldn't remember closing it but then he and Kyle had other things on their minds. He heard footsteps behind him and turned his head.
"What's up?" Kyle said as he came to the step where Gabe stood.
"Did we shut the front door?" Gabe asked and Kyle looked up and noticed the entrance.
"I'm not sure. I always do but I can't remember." He said as he made the rest of the way to the first floor. "Let me take a quick look around before we leave."
Gabe waited in the foyer for the few minutes it took Kyle to check the house. When he returned, he was shaking his head.
"Nothing obvious is missing or broken. We must have just forgotten."
"That's odd." Gabe said. "I wouldn't think we would have missed that."
"Well, I was pretty potent last night." Kyle said with a grin. "You were just thinking of my body."
"I guess that's it." Gabe laughed and they walked outside to Gabe's car.
Within minutes they were pulling into the little cafe they had suggested and sitting down at Darren and Phil's table.
"You're late." Darren started.
"Jesus, Darren. We're only a few minutes late." Kyle said.
"He made us get here early. We've been here since ten thirty. I had to stop him from calling you again four times." Phil said, rolling his eyes.
"You guys look happy. Are you happy? Cause you look happy." Darren said with a shit eating grin. Kyle and Gabe both smiled in response.
"Yeah, we're happy." Kyle added.
"Oh God. That's so sweet. You're both so sweet. Aren't they sweet, honey?" Darren gushed.
"You know he's going to be like this for at least another two weeks, right?" Phil said, resigned to the fact.
"Darren, we're just dating. Calm down. You're acting like a spaz." Gabe said.
"I have a right. I've known you since high school and I've known Kyle since he moved up here. I don't know too much about your early love life but lately you've been batting zero."
"Ouch, Darren." Gabe said, feeling hurt but could not argue the point.
"And Kyle's been with the longest string of losers I've ever seen. I actually thought he had a loser fetish."
"Shut up, Darren." Kyle warned.
"Wait, how many losers?" Gabe asked, then thought better of it. "No. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked. It doesn't matter. Darren, what's with you today? You're acting like a freak."
"I just want you both to be happy and now that you've found each other I think you will be."
"All right," Kyle said. "Say that at our wedding but till then stay the fuck out of our relationship."
"A wedding? What wedding?" Darren perked up.
"Oh Jesus." Phil closed his eyes.
"It was a figure of speech, Darren." Gabe said carefully. Kyle just laughed. "We just had our first date last night, it was great and special. We're both very happy. Let's just leave it at that and eat some breakfast."
They discussed what they were going to eat, each happily changing the topic save for Darren who stared off whimsically. A small silence fell as they looked over the menu until it was broken by Darren.
"I'm thinking white Gucci tuxes for the wedding." He said and was promptly hit in the head with a jelly packet.
After breakfast Gabe drove Kyle home and parked in the driveway.
"It sucks you have to work on a Saturday."
"I know, but I do have to go in for a couple hours at least." Kyle smiled. "You know, you still haven't seen my house. How bad is it that my boyfriend has only seen the foyer and bedroom?"
"It's not ideal, if that's what you mean but as circumstances go I think I can live with it. As long as we get that remedied soon." Gabe answered and Kyle leaned in for a long kiss.
"How about tonight?" He asked as he pulled back a bit.
"Tonight? Sounds good. What do you have in mind?"
"Dinner. I'll cook. Some good Southern food."
"That sounds real good. Want me to bring anything? What kind of wine goes with pigs knuckles?"
"Still picking on the Rebel, huh? Well, I remember this Rebel conquering some feisty Yankee ass last night."
"If you don't know of Yankee resilience than you don't know us very well." Gabe smiled and took a nip of Kyle's lip.
"I'm counting on it." Kyle said and gave a final kiss. "Just bring yourself and an appetite."
"I will." Gabe said as Kyle got out of the car.
"See you later, baby."
"Bye, Tiger."
Gabe drove home, smiling and thinking of the most recent, happy and unexpected events of his life. He smiled as he drove and was half hard remembering last night. He never saw the car that ran him off the road.
Hours later, he pulled into Darren and Phil's driveway and shut the Saab off which shuttered a little worse for wear. He opened the door and walked another time around the car to see the damage once again. There was a scrape from the trunk of the car up to the passenger door where a cement pylon on the side of the road caught and kept the car from heading off the cliff. The police had come and taken a description of the car but Gabe hadn't seen the driver's face or the license plate. They said they'd do what they could but it would take some time if anything came of the investigation. Gabe sighed and walked inside.
"Hey kiddo." Phil said as Gabe came in. "I want to apologize for Darren. He was a little wired. He was so exhausted this morning I let him have one too many Red Bull."
"That's fine." Gabe said dismissively.
"You ok?"
"I just got ran off the road."
"Oh God! Are you ok?"
"I'm fine. The car's not so hot, but it's driveable or I would have called Kyle."
"Damn! People are fucking assholes anymore. Seriously, New Yorkers have gotten so bad at driving we're almost worse than Jersey." Phil said and went outside to check on the car.
"Was that Phil leaving?" Darren asked as he came from the back with a load of laundry.
"Yeah, he's out checking the car."
"Why?" Darren asked. Gabe explained. "Are you kidding me?! What a fucking asshole! He was in your lane?"
"It was worse than that. It seemed like he was almost aiming for the car. I had to pull as far over as I could and I just didn't see the railing or the cliff on the other side of it."
"Jesus! You could have died!"
"I'm all right. Just pretty shaken up."
Phil came in from outside.
"The car's pretty messed up, Gabe. Thank God, you survived."
"Yeah, I have it on good authority that I'm going to live to a ripe old age. Still, it scared the shit out of me."
"You should call Kyle, Gabe. He's gonna freak if he finds out later." Darren said and Gabe nodded.
"I know. I'll go do that now."
Gabe went upstairs and sat down on the bed. He took out his phone and called Kyle's shop.
"Hello, Ogden Motors."
"Kyle?"
"Hey babe. Miss me already?"
"Well yeah, but that's not why I'm calling."
"You do wonders for a guys ego, let me tell ya'."
"I got into an accident."
"What? Are you all right?" Kyle asked, the laughter gone from his voice.
