Notes: This one is for you Shelley xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox “Look Justin, how many years are we going to have this discussion? It’s becoming an annual event. I no sooner get through the Christmas minefield then the mortar attacks start about Valentines day. Get rid of that and then it’s your birthday. I can’t win. Brian ranted on and on to himself in his Kinney tradition of practicing important speeches before verbalizing them. It was February the first and he wanted to be prepared. Justin hadn’t brought the subject up yet, but Brian was sure he would. He certainly had for the past three years. He checked his watch – damn it was four thirty. He was supposed to pick up Justin at five. If he didn’t leave soon he’d be late again. It would be just like the little shit to wait outside in the cold. Trying to make him feel bad because once again he was late picking him up, well fuck, he had a job, he couldn’t drop everything to pick up his – his – his – fuck his partner. He grabbed his top coat, stuffed some reports in his briefcase to look at later. He breezed past Cynthia with a wave and stepped into the elevator. In no time he was at the Jeep unlocking the door. Justin had obviously been there earlier. There was a note taped to the steering wheel.- xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox Hi Handsome – Jake from school gave me a ride to the diner so I picked up your dry-cleaning on the way. We’re dropping it off at the loft, so save yourself a trip. Love you bunches – J xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox Shit he did it again, how can he go to school, work at the diner and still manage to remember things like dry-cleaning? Brian smiled and read the note again. He was envious of Justin’s easy way with endearments. His notes about everyday things always sounded like love letters. He carefully smoothed the small scrap of paper, opened his brief case and added this note to an already bulging file folder of other notes from Justin. For some reason he could never bear to throw them away. When he arrived at the diner he was surprised not to see Justin standing outside. He parked and walked in. The diner was empty except for the back booth where Michael, Ted, Emmett and Justin were seated. They were obviously in the middle of a heated discussion, none of them even looked up when he walked in. “I still say that if he really loved you he wouldn’t let a day like this pass by.” Michael said with emphasis his hands waving in the air. “Ben brings me presents all the time. We’ll probably be going somewhere romantic this Valentines weekend. It’s nice when Valentines day is on a Friday.” “Sorry, Michael, but my relationship with Brian is private. Or as private as it can get with you clowns around. I don’t need hearts and flowers to know how Brian feels. I know every day of the year. Not just on February the fourteenth.” Brian smiled to himself, “good boy Sunshine” he thought. He walked up to them and slid into the booth beside Justin. “Don’t any of you guys work?” he asked. He pulled Justin close losing himself briefly in the sapphire blue depths of his eyes and rose petal lips. “Missed you today baby” he whispered into Justin’s ear. The gang looked at each other astonished. Brian whispering he missed Justin on a workday. Who would have thought? “Missed you too Bri” Justin replied, he let his finger trace Brian’s cheek sending a visible shudder through the handsome man dressed in an Armani business suit. “Did you want to eat now?” Brian asked Justin. “Nope, supper is cooking at the loft as we speak” Justin looked at his watch. It’ll be ready in an hour.” “You a magician now?” Ted asked with a sneer in his voice. “Ted honey, all those dials on the range mean something. Justin probably used the timer.” He looked at Justin “That’s what you did, didn’t you baby? Emmett asked. “Kind of – actually I put together an Irish stew and used the crock pot. Brian left early this morning so I had lots of time.” “We have a crock pot?” Brian asked “Yep, your Mom gave it to us at Christmas.” “That weird ass thing is a crock pot?” “I’m testing it today.” “On me?” “Who else?” Justin cupped Brian’s chin in his hand and pulled him down for a kiss. He let his tongue trace the soft lips then pulled him in tightly letting the passion build until they both were squirming. “Get a room you guys” Michael whined. “Hey, my boyfriend wanted to say hi. What could I do?” Justin said grinning. Michael didn’t bother with his usual rejoinder about Brian not doing boyfriends because by the grin on Brian’s face he obviously did do boyfriends. Instead he thought he’d stir up some trouble. “So Brian what are doing with the Boy Wonder for Valentine’s day?” “And that would be?” Brian pretended not to know. “February fourteenth asshole” Michael huffed. “Hmmm, a Friday night,” he looked at Justin. “Chinese or Thai?” “Doesn’t matter whatever you want.” Justin replied. He looked at the rest of them at the table. “We always order in on Fridays.” “So it’s business as usual then?” Michael pushed. “It’s just another day on the calendar Michael.” Justin said, he looked at Brian and sighed, but he managed to put on a smile. Brian would never change and this year Justin was determined to not even try. Forcing someone to do something for you meant that whatever they did had no meaning. It had to come from the heart or not at all. “Well, I’m having a Valentine extravaganza on my website.” Ted said. “I get the most hits that night; there are a lot of queers out there without a valentine I guess.” “I’ll be there Teddy” Emmett cooed. “You guys are such losers. Ben and I are going to have a great weekend. There’s this place not to far from here that has spa tubs in every room, and round beds.” “Gawd” Justin muttered, the thought of Michael getting it off with the handsome Ben was more than he wanted to think about at this time of day. Brian stood up, “Come on Sunshine; let’s leave these guys with their plans. I’m starving and can’t wait to see how your crock pot thing turned out.” He smirked at the group then held out his hand to Justin and pulled him out of the booth. He held the door open for Justin then grabbed his hand while they walked toward the Jeep. “Thanks for picking up the dry-cleaning” he said while planting another kiss on his lover’s cheek. “No problem Bri, we were heading past that part of town anyway.” “It’s not near PIFA” “No we were at Jakes for awhile. He wanted to show me some stuff he’s been doing. He works in watercolor mostly and he had some hand made paper, large stuff, and wanted my opinion. So I went over and we ate lunch there.” “I’ve never heard you mention this guy Jake before.” Brian said as they drove home. “He just transferred in from California you’d probably like him, he’s kind of cute in a dark mysterious kind of way.” “So he’s gay?” “He sure is. He’s got real cool clothes too, his mom is some kind of movie producer and he’s got lots of money. He might even have more designer stuff than you. He uses the extra bedroom in his apartment just for his clothes.” Brian didn’t like to hear things like this. He still hadn’t gotten over the fiddler episode of the previous year. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Justin, because he did. He didn’t trust any of the guys who hung around Justin putting ideas into his head. “So what kind of a car does he drive?” “I don’t know, it’s red.” “A lot of cars are red Sunshine, what make is it?” “Brian, it’s a red car, four wheels, the top comes off and fits in this weird trunk, has a great sound system in it. The seats are kind of buttery color leather and it has comfy seats but no back seat which is strange. I mean where are your friends supposed to sit? Jake says he likes to have one guy and one guy only in the car with him. People in the back seat are too distracting.” “Mr. Personality is he?” “He’s alright Brian. He’s supposed to be pretty good, he has some awesome reviews from his other school.” “Oh you mean his art?” “What else would I mean?” he looked at Brian. “Don’t be jealous Brian; I love you and you alone. Jake is just a friend. Like Michael is your friend and I don’t kiss Jake like you kiss Michael.” “I’m not jealous.” Brian said. His voice was curt. He didn’t like the sound of this guy. Justin knew enough to drop the subject of Jake. Jake was not a bad guy but he wasn’t worth agitating Brian about. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox The two of them took the elevator up to the loft in companionable silence their hands linked. Justin reached up and kissed Brian’s cheek then moved to the kitchen to work on supper while Brian changed. He stopped long enough to turn on the CD player and began to hum and dance around the kitchen as he worked. Brian stood at the top of the stairs watching him while he slowly removed his suit and finally changed into his favorite jeans. He hung up his suit and put his shirt and socks in the hamper. He noticed the laundry was done and put away. “Hey Justin, did the cleaning lady do the laundry?” “No there wasn’t much so I did it before I left for school.” “You didn’t have to do that Justin.” “I know, but you like your stuff fresh and the cleaning lady isn’t coming this week.” He bopped over to Brian and kissed. “I don’t mind doing stuff for you Brian, you know that.” Brian pulled him in close for a kiss “You’re too much baby.” “Really, too much.” Justin said, he undid the zipper of Brian’s jeans. “Too much how?” he slipped the jeans off the slender hips as he sunk to his knees. “Am I too much when I do this?” He licked the end of the rapidly expanding organ at eye level with his blue eyes. Brian groaned. “Or maybe this” he ran his tongue just under the sensitive mushroom cap before engulfing the top with his mouth. Brian’s fingers sunk into the blonde silk of Justin’s hair. “Geeze Justin,” Brian panted “I can’t hold on” He managed to say “Who asked you too?” before he let the engorged cock slide to the back of his throat, pulling it out while he sucked, his eyes lifted up to watch Brian’s face. He slipped his hand around the warm sack, tugging gently, letting his index finger brush the twitching pucker while he used his mouth expertly. Brian had taught him well. Brian’s breath was uneven as he did his best to prolong these feelings but Justin knew his weak spots and gave another gentle tug and caress and instantly felt the hot cum shoot down his throat. He swallowed then smiled up at Brian with a Cheshire smile. “That was my appetizer, sorry Brian; you get to have yours for dessert. Now lets see how my Irish stew turned out.” He laughed at the look on Brian’s face. He buried his nose in the auburn fur for one last intoxicating smell then jumped up and danced back to the kitchen, just in time to remove the crusty sourdough rolls he’d put in frozen to bake. “Supper is ready my lord and master.” He said with a sweep of his hand. He loved making Brian groan, the sound send shivers down his spine. He wished he could record their lovemaking, it would be better than any damn thing that any greasy haired violinist could ever do. Brian walked to the table. Justin had set it as usual perfectly. He lit the candles and poured them each a glass of wine while Justin served their stew. He had made a tossed spinach salad and between that and the fresh rolls the dinner was better than anything Brian had eaten lately in any restaurant. Before he sat down he had to go over and kiss the creator of their meal. Justin had put a lot into it as usual and Brian was sure he never let his partner know just how much he appreciated his thoughtfulness. “Hey, what was that for?” Justin asked. His lips tingled from the kiss Brian had given him. “I told you dessert later.” He smiled at Brian he didn’t want him to think he wasn’t pleased with the attention. “Just a thank you to the chef” Brian stated. “It’s something I do for anyone who cooks for me.” “You are such a liar.” Justin said. “I’m deeply hurt that you would think that Sunshine.” Brian tried to look hurt. “Twat” Brian grinned and picked up his wine glass. “A toast to us – may we always be this happy” he brought his glass over to Justin’s. The glasses clinked, Brian wasn’t sure but he thought there was a hint of tears in Justin’s eyes. “Sentimental twink” he thought as he blinked back his own tears. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox Brian was finishing dressing when a whirlwind in khaki’s and a tee rushed past grabbing his coat and back pack. “Gotta go Brian, my ride is here.” Justin was doing his best to get out the door and down to the sidewalk before Jake arrived and Brian saw him. He hadn’t realized how jealous Brian was until the night before. This would be the last ride Jake would be giving him. He would have cancelled this one if he’d had any idea of Jake’s phone number. “Hang on there a minute Sunshine. I can always drive you to school you know.” “Not this morning you can’t Brian, you have an eight o’clock meeting remember.” “Shit, I forgot that, how do you know my schedule and I don’t.” “Cynthia called the other day and told me to make sure you were there on time. Vance figures he can get the upper hand if you’re late – that’s why he scheduled this one so early.” “I remember here mentioning that now.” Brian muttered. “Hold on I’ll go down with you, that way you can give me a proper goodbye in the elevator.” Justin rolled his eyes, but waited impatiently for Brian to stroll over to the counter, drink his juice, grab his briefcase then walk through the door. The ride down in the elevator had the too of them breathless by the time it reached the lobby. Or was it the kiss? Justin stepped out Brian following close behind. A tall thin handsome young man, dressed in designer jeans topped with a fabulous fur lined leather top coat, his hair styled to perfection was standing with his finger poised to ring their intercom. “Hey Justin” he said his whole face lighting up when he saw the young blonde. “I’m a bit early, thought I’d ring and let you know I was here.” “Hi Jake” Justin turned to Brian. “Brian this is Jake, the guy I was telling you about. Jake this is my p--- - he wasn’t sure how Brian would want to be introduced. “Partner, I’m Justin’s partner Jake, glad to meet you.” He bent down to kiss Justin goodbye again, his tongue slipping in for a moment. “Later” he whispered. He let his eyes tell Justin how much he loved him. “Later” Justin said to his retreating partner. He turned to Jake “Brian has an early meeting” an unnecessary explanation as that was the whole reason he’d asked Jake for a ride in the first place. “Yeah, you said that yesterday.” Jake opened the door to the street. “Come on, I’m double parked.” Brian was pulling out of the underground parking when a bright red vehicle pulled out in front of him. Justin and Jake on the way to school. “Since when does a school kid need a two hundred thousand ‘red’ car?” he asked himself. His face was grim while he sped along the cold Pittsburgh streets toward his office. The meeting went as planned and was over well before eleven. Brian sat at his desk unloading his briefcase finally, taking out the work he’d brought home last night. It was becoming a habit, working for one of two hours each evening. Justin never complained. He would do homework or sit quietly and sketch while Brian worked. The last file folder he pulled out was the one with Justin’s notes to him that he’d saved. He opened it and began to idly read some of them. They covered a lot of time that the two of them had spent together. Right from the first Justin had done things for him. There were notes from the first time he’d let Justin stay at the loft. He recognized a few from the ‘Ethan’ period and even two that Justin had left for him when he had moved out after the Rage fiasco. Justin was always thinking of him no matter what stage their relationship was in. Maybe it was time that he did something for Justin. Something so ridiculously romantic that his blue eyed partner would lay off Valentines day and the rest of the trumped up ‘special days’ that everyone seemed to think was necessary. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox February the thirteenth dawned and Brian pulled the sleepy blonde into his arms. “Good morning baby” he whispered. He loved waking Justin like this, feeling the warm body snuggle closer into his. He held him silently for a few moments. He’d spent the last few days making arrangements for Justin’s Valentine surprise, Kinney style. It was killing him keeping it a secret but he knew that it would be that much more special if Justin was surprised. “You working tonight baby?” he asked. He knew he was but wanted to confirm it. “Until midnight” Justin mumbled. “Want to go out late to Babylon or something?” “I’ll pick you up at the diner when your shift is over. We might go out somewhere depends on how tired you feel.” “I’ll need to go home and shower first” “Take something hot to work with you to change into and shower in the staff room. It’ll save some time” “Okay, but that shower is gross.” “You don’t have to touch anything other than the taps, take some of the new shower gel, it’ll make the place smell better at least.” He looked at him sternly “Don’t leave it there though, it cost a small fortune and I’m not having that Pete use it.” “I don’t think he showers ever Brian” Justin giggled. “Eeeuuu and he cooks my food?” Brian dropped Justin off at school then circled the block and headed back to the loft. He packed a suitcase for himself and one for Justin, made sure that everything was ok to be left for a few days and headed out. He dialed Cynthia before he drove off. “I’m heading for the airport now, I’ll put our bags in a locker. Don’t forget to call Justin’s school at three. He should be gone by then. I don’t want any idiot saying a word to him about this. And you have Deb’s number at the diner. Make sure she knows he won’t be in for his shifts for the entire weekend; tell her anything, but not what we’re doing or where we’re going. He’ll take over his regular shift on Wednesday. No don’t call today. I don’t want her saying anything and she can’t keep her mouth shut. He drove to his bank and got his and Justin’s passports out of the safe deposit box. He arranged for some traveler’s cheques in both their names, then headed out to the airport. The diner was quiet by eleven thirty that night, so Deb let Justin shower and change before his shift was over. He looked so young, all freshly scrubbed his face glowing in anticipation of Brian’s arrival. She sat at the counter and watched he give Brian a kiss hello when the tall man arrived to pick him up. No matter what Michael said, it was obvious that Brian loved Justin with all his heart and it made her heart warm just thinking about it. Brian moved the Jeep out onto the freeway heading to the airport. “Hey Brian, where are we going? Is there a new club out this way?” Justin asked curious. “What time is it Sunshine?” Brian asked even though the digital glow on the dash board clock was clear. “It’s twelve fifteen why?” “So it’s February fourteenth then?” “I guess” “Happy Valentines day Justin.” Brian said as he took the turn to the airport terminal. “Happy Valentines day to you to.” Justin was puzzled. Brian parked in the long term parking, got out then went around and held the door for Justin. “Move it Sunshine, the plane leaves in an hour.” “The plane, we can’t go anywhere, we don’t have suitcases.” “We do, they’re already at the airport. Hustle your butt there.” They boarded the mini van that moved them quickly to the departure area. Justin silently followed Brian completely mystified. Brian opened a locker and pulled out their cases then moved them to the Liberty air check in. “Kinney, two for Mr. Aldo’s plane” “I’ll take your luggage sir. If you move to that door, there is a cart to take you both to the terminal. The plane leaves as soon as you both arrive. Have a good trip now.” Justin found himself sitting beside Brian in the rear seat of an electric cart the driver maneuvering them around people towards an unknown destination. He looked up at Brian. “Don’t look so concerned Justin, I’m not selling you into white slavery. Where do you think the most romantic place in the world is?” “I don’t know, Paris maybe” “Got it in one – I’m taking you for a Valentine’s weekend to Paris. We’re flying in Liberties private jet there and back. Today we’ll get there, spend some time in our hotel and go out for dinner and dancing. Saturday I know you’ll want to spend some time in at least one Museum, but I want to stroll along the Seine with my very own artist at least for a short stroll. Sunday a picnic on the grounds of a French Chateau and Monday we come home in time for lunch at the diner.” “You’re doing this for me for Valentine’s day?” Justin whispered through his tears of joy. “Nope I’m doing it for you because you do so much for me. The fact that it’s Valentines day is just a bonus as far as I’m concerned.” He looked into the blue eyes swimming in tears. “I WILL get some points though for doing it on this weekend?” he asked. “I’d say you have several Valentines Days covered” Justin giggled. “Well I’m certainly glad you think so. I’m going to take lots of pictures so that next year when the hints start to fly about this day, you’ll have something to remind you that I’m not such a heartless bastard after all.” Justin giggled “I’ve always know you weren’t heartless Brian. Maybe a just a teensy bit on the stoic side and I’m working on that. I figure in about ten years or so you’ll be shouting that you love me anywhere and everywhere.” “Don’t hold your breath Sunshine. Though I have to admit you do kind of grow on a person and there is the strong possibility I’d miss you if you weren’t living with me and with you in my bed the cost of heating the loft is lower with your warm body next to mine. So you do have your good points.” He teased. “You say the most romantic things Brian.” Justin still couldn’t stop grinning he was so excited about the trip. He couldn’t help but be impressed at the way the plane crew treated Brian, making sure that they were settled in and had everything they wanted. The cabin of the small jet was set up like a living room, with comfortable chairs and handy tables. Justin chose a chair by one of the small windows and Brian, while he would have liked to stretch out on the one on the other side of the cabin, instead took a seat next to Justin. He reached out his hand at the same time as Justin reached for his. Together they sat silently while the plane was readied for take off. They had left the runway when Justin asked Brian about the trip. “You know Brian, I have to work tomorrow. Deb’s going to be pissed when I don’t show up.” “Got it covered Sunshine. Cynthia’s calling Deb first thing in the morning and she’s calling your mom. I already arranged things with PIFA and I have your passport right here.” He patted his pocket in his suit coat. I even packed an extra sketch pad for you and lots of pencils. I have the camera and extra photo cards.” “You sure are organized.” “I have my moments.” “Lots of condoms and lube?” “Enough” “Well I’m sure we can get more if we need to.” Brian turned and smiled at him. “You do want to get out of the hotel at some point this weekend don’t you?” “Well, this is supposed to be a romantic weekend – I’m kind of hoping to have my way with you” He held up his hand and began to count off – here in the plane over the Atlantic – over Ireland – at the airport – the Eiffel Tower – the hotel – hundreds of times – the Louver – the Seine – the Chateau – lots of times there.” He looked at Brian and leaned over the arm of the chair pulling his hand up to his lips kissed each finger, running his tongue lightly over the tips then over his lips. Brian’s cock twitched, then twitched again until he had to squirm in his seat to get comfortable. “Justin, I have to be able to walk off the plane on Monday.” “You saying you’re too old for a little loving from your favorite artist?” “I’m never too old for your loving but this weekend is for you. I want you to have something to remember this Valentines Day for a very long time.” “I’ll never forget it Brian, just having you with me and mentioning the ‘V’ word is enough to make it memorable.” “Twat” Brian smiled at him. “Now settle down and try to get some sleep.” He signaled the steward who had been watching the interaction between the two men to turn the cabin lights down. He heard Justin toss and turn restlessly for a few minutes. He did his best to ignore him but the noises Justin was making were hard to ignore. He was about to say something when he felt a soft blanket being draped over him. He looked up and Justin smiled through the shadowy dimness. “I thought you might be cold.” He busily tucked Brian in. Brian saw him walk to the steward and say something. The guy grinned and turned, heading for the small cockpit. Justin padded back and Brian realized then that Justin had taken his shoes off. When he reached Brian he bent down and removed Brian’s shoes, he began to gently massage his lover’s feet he smiled when he heard the deep sigh of pleasure. Then he moved up under the blanket until he reached his pants zipper and slowly pulled it down. Brian startled “Justin, what the heck are you doing?” he hissed under his breath. “Nothing” Justin replied in the innocent manner of a young child. “Where are your pants?” “Don’t know” “Geeze Justin, what if the steward sees you?” “He’s busy” he slipped a condom on Brian’s hard cock, swiftly applied lube then lowered himself down. He wrapped his arms around Brian’s neck, kissing him deeply. “Don’t move you brat, I’m too close to cuming” “You mean don’t move like this?” Justin raised himself up then lowered himself swiftly. Brian gasped, doing his best to mentally take control over his betraying cock. “Juuuuusssstttinn” Brian gasped. “Or like this?” Justin braced himself, knees on either side of Brian; lips clasped firmly on the swollen red lips of his lover and began a steady assault with his ass firmly gripping the pulsing member impaled inside him. His own dripping cock rubbing and bobbing its way on the hard chest of the man under him, until with a barely suppressed scream, Brian came followed closely by Justin. “There, that’s the first one crossed off my list” Justin said when he regained his breathing. He reluctantly climbed off Brian, hating to release the now softening organ. In no time at all he had Brian cleaned up, zipped up, and tucked up, hoping he’d get a few hours of sleep before they landed. It looked like Justin was serious about his list, was the last thing Brian thought of as he drifted off to sleep. Justin padded up to the front of the plane and knocked on the small doorway. The steward poked his head out, “Thanks Lenny, Brian’s all tucked in for the night.” He grinned at the steward. “Let me know just before we go over Ireland will you. I’ll need a few minutes of privacy to wake up my Irish lord.” “I’ll just bet you will Justin.” But Lenny grinned “I’d be waking him myself if I thought I’d stand a chance.” The sunshine smile that Justin flashed him stirred something deep inside the aging queen and he went back to relax for the next few hours until they reached Irish airspace. Brian woke up feeling strangely refreshed and very horny, a warm mouth had engulfed his stiffening cock. He laced his fingers in the blonde silk hair, while Justin expertly sucked him off. He sighed with satisfaction when he came. “I guess we’re over Ireland eh” he said. Justin tucked Brian’s cock away then sat on his lap, wrapping his arms around his lover’s neck. “That’s two off my list; see and you’re still smiling” “Who wouldn’t smile when their wake up call involves a talented mouth?” He kissed the soft lips so close to his tasting himself combined with coffee. “Hey where’s my coffee?” he asked “Right here Brian” Justin indicated a steaming mug on a small table beside his chair. “But first I need some kissing badly. It’s Valentine’s morning. Traditionally you have to kiss the one you love as soon as you see them.” “I’ve never heard of that tradition.” “Well, you don’t pay attention to traditions and special days.” Justin leaned in his lips pursed. “Kiss my and shut up.” “But you said kiss the one I love.” Brian looked around “I’m not sure – he grinned when he saw the disappointment on the transparent face of the man he loved. “I do love you Sunshine” he kissed him, letting his lips and tongue say what he had such a hard time verbalizing. He came up for air. “Anything I say when thirty thousand feet in the air doesn’t get repeated – anywhere.” He warned. “Good thing we aren’t that high up” Justin laughed, “We’re getting closer to Paris and are much lower. So I guess I can tell the world that Brian Kinney loves me.” “I think the world already is well aware of that Justin.” Brian kissed him again. “At least our little world, now get up off me, I need to piss and wash my face before we land.” Justin was all but bouncing by the time they maneuvered their way through customs and were finally moving toward the exit. “Stop Brian, we have to go this way” Justin said. He dragged Brian into a doorway marked with a wheelchair. Brian followed puzzled. They were in a handicapped washroom, lots of room for the two of them and their luggage. Justin quickly locked the door. Before he could do or say anything Brian dropped down, pulled Justin’s Dockers down and proceeded to administer his own expert version of a blow job. He knew all of Justin’s high spots and the poor blonde was coming before he realized what was happening. “Hey, that was too fast” he complained. “Stop bitching, you got number three on your list and we can go to the hotel. I need a shower and so do you.” “What hotel Brian?” Justin asked when they exited. A line of limousines were parked in front of the bank of doors. Brian looked at a small note book he took out of his pocket. “Hotel Sainte Beuve” “Wow I know that one” Justin said. “Are we taking a limo or a taxi?” “One of the limos is fine” Brian said. He walked toward the first in the line up. He had barely reached it when Justin came up behind him. “Herve” Justin said reading the name tag on the liveried driver. “Hotel Sainte Beuve” he then proceeded to chat animatedly with the driver in French while helping him load their cases into the trunk. He opened the door for an amused Brian. They were finally settled into the luxurious back seat. Justin turned to Brian, “It’s an awesome hotel. It’s not on the main drag, but in a small side street between the Luxembourg Gardens and the Boulevard Montparnasse. It’s beautifully old. We’ll feel like Princes there. “Are you sure you’ve never been here before?” Brian asked. He pulled Justin close to him in the car enjoying the feel of the solid warm body pulsating with energy. “Our senior class was going and we researched everything, but I – Justin didn’t have to finish. Brian was well aware of what had happened the night of the prom that destroyed his lover’s school year and damn near destroyed his life. “Hey, well, I bet we have more fun than you would have on a school trip.” Brian said. He turned the saddened face towards his. “Justin, smile baby, I want this trip to be special, no sad faces, we can be two people with no past, only the future and we’ll be building it from hear on in.” He kissed him. Brian was an expert at kissing, an art form that few perfect, but he had definitely perfect the art of the kiss. He felt Justin melt into his arms. He continued to kiss him until a voice from the front of the vehicle began to talk. Justin had asked the driver to take them to their hotel but first drive past some of the more famous sites. He wasn’t sure just how much he and Brian would be able to fit in so he wanted to be able to say he’d seen the Arc de Triomphe, Notre Dame de Paris, and the Eiffel Tower. They were both pleased with the palatial room that they were shown. Brian still wasn’t sure that the extra hour spent in the Limo touring so early in the morning was worth it but when he looked at the Justin and saw the look on his face, all thoughts of a quick nap and a shower left and he had sat back and enjoyed the sight of his lover’s enthusiasm for romantic Paris. The weekend passed in a blur of sights and colors and feelings. The trip home had become anticlimactic and almost depressing it happened so fast. Justin was walking past Brian on his way from the rest room when Brian reached out and pulled him down on his lap. “We managed to cover all of your list Sunshine.” He breathed into his ear. “And amazingly enough I’m still walking and” he wiggled while Justin felt his hardening cock. “And everything still works fine.” He kissed him quickly. Justin laid his head on Brian’s shoulder reveling in the fact that Brian was cuddling him close, something that didn’t happen often. “This was an amazing Valentine Brian. I’m going to treasure it forever.” He sighed. “I have lots of sketches and you took lots of pictures. It’s perfect.” Brian held him tighter. He pulled out a small box from his jacket that lay across the chair next to him. He handed it to Justin. “Remember when you painted my lips at the Chateau and you made me kiss that white rose? You said you wanted the ultimate valentine gift, flowers and my love? In all the flurry of packing everything up when our taxi arrived I bet you forgot all about that bit of whimsy. I gave it to Jacques, the concierge and he had this made for you to remember this weekend.” Justin carefully opened the small box not sure what he’d find. The white rose, the painted imprint of Brian’s lips shining red on it lay encased in clear plastic in tiny script on a small golden heart embedded in the Lucite was “my love/my heart Feb 14/03. Justin looked at the small memento he blinked rapidly trying his best not to let the tears fall. He laid his head back down on the shoulder of the man he loved. The plane continued to fly them back to Pittsburgh, Brian continued to hold the man he loved, neither of them said anything. Words were completely unnecessary. Once again Brian’s actions spoke louder than any words. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox Tuesday morning Brian and Justin were sitting in the back booth at the diner. They had just ordered breakfast when Ted and Emmett flopped in the seat across from them quickly joined by Michael. “Where in hell have you too been?” Michael whined. “I wanted to go to Babylon on Friday night.” “Thought you were going for a romantic weekend with the professor, or did he pick Gilligan over you.” Brian smirked. “Shut the fuck up, Ben had to go out of town; it was Saturday before he remembered about Valentines Day.” Michael was still upset about the weekend. “Well, boys, out with it, did Brian do anything special for you honey?” Emmett asked. Justin looked at Brian, the one thing about Brian that he had realized early in their relationship, and yes it was a relationship, he had learned that Brian was a private person and preferred to keep any of his good deeds to himself. He grinned at the three sitting across from him and Brian. “We did the usual, fucked, checked out any interesting sites, fucked, went to a club, fucked, ate out a few times, fucked. You know guys a very Kinney Valentine.” “Right, business as usual” Ted said bitterly thinking of his lonely day. Brian wrapped his arm around Justin’s shoulders “thanks” he whispered. Justin sat there and smiled at Brian and the three others, thinking of his small Lucite paper weight at home beside his bed where he could see it each night before he went to sleep. Michael, Ted and Emmett looked at him and thought he’d been fucked silly and were jealous. Brian looked at him and saw the man he loved.