“ Hey, can I talk to Scott? He shifted nervously in his chair and tucked a lock of blond hair behind his ear. Reaching over to turn the CD player low he wondered how different Scott looked. What if he refused to talk to him? It wasn’t like they left LA on friendly terms; he had been caught in the hotel bathroom with Bob.

“Hold on, I’ll get him.” Taylor nodded and fiddles with a piece of paper on his desk, ripping it to shreds.

Hi, this is Scott, who’s calling?” asked Scott breathlessly. He has run in from outside where he was working on his car when Dave said that someone who sounded suspiciously like Taylor was on the phone.

“It’s Taylor.”

*silence*

“Scott? Are you okay?”

“Yea, I’m okay…just surprised. Why are you calling?” his voice practically breathed excitement and intense longing through the phone. Taylor bit his lip to keep from blurting out his thoughts… I miss you.

“I’m gonna be in Canada for one week, I’m leaving tomorrow for Vancouver.” Taylor crossed his fingers hoping…praying that Scott wanted to see him.

“When can I see you?” breathed Scott.

Dave walked though the kitchen, passing Scott at the counter. He opened the fridge and grabbed an apple. Turning around, he watching Scott and chewed thoughtfully on the apple. “hmm…flushed cheeks…fingers tapping on the counter…a pleased smile on his face...it must be Taylor.” He thought as he departed the kitchen, lightly hitting Scott on the shoulder as he walked out.

“Hey!” cried Scott and Dave turned around, grinning slightly. Scott raised an eyebrow at him and Dave gave him a thumbs up sign and nodded his head, showing approval. Scott grinned back and turned around, twirling the phone cord lightly between his fingers.

“I could pick you up at the airport and you could stay at my house…” suggested Scott, hoping that Taylor would agree. “My parents are away for a month, touring Europe.”

Taylor raised his eyebrows, away for a month? Him and Scott…in a room by themselves? The last time that happened they lost their virginity. Taylor grinned; it sounded good to him.

“Okay Scott, you’ve got a deal. Get some paper and a pen and I’ll give you the information.”

Bob walked up to Dave, who was standing in the foyer, watching Scott on the phone.

“Who’s Scott talking to?” asked bob. Dave grinned at him and took another bite of his apple, waiting until he finished chewing to answer.

“Taylor.”

“Oh.” Bob sighed and wandered over to sit on the couch, still listening to bits of Scott’s conversation. It had been two years since they left LA and there had been no mention of Taylor’s name, until now. Memories of that day flooded his head and he closed his eyes, remembering how sweet Taylor’s lips tasted.

Taylor closed the bathroom door and clicked the lock shut, locking them both in the bathroom. Bob’s eyes widened as Taylor stepped closer, breathing hot breath on Bob’s neck.

“Relax Bob…don’t be so tense…” cooed Taylor as he closed in on his lips. He licked his lips and lightly brushed them up against Bob’s.

“Did you like that?” whispered Taylor and Bob only nodded, afraid to open his mouth. “There’s more where that came from. Bobby.” Taylor whispered as he pressed his lips against Bob’s, gently forcing his tongue in. Bob opened his mouth willingly and welcomed Taylor’s warm tongue to mingle with his own. His hands moved from his side to grab Taylor’s waist, pulling him closer to him. Taylor reached up his hands to softly caress Bob’s cheeks, running smooth fingers around his jaw expertly.

Bob sighed, stretching out across the couch and lazily dragging his hand on the floor. He always blamed their break-up upon himself even when it was Taylor who initiated it first. After all, Taylor was the one who took his shirt off…

Scott hung up the phone and let out a deep sigh. In two days Taylor was arriving in Vancouver on united airlines at two in the afternoon for two weeks. Scott had every right to be furious with Taylor but he just couldn’t. He sounded so sad…so nervous on the phone that he just couldn’t forget the last thing Taylor told him before they left.

“I’ll always love you Scott.” He had whispered before lightly kissing Scott’s lips. He licked them gently, reminiscing in the remembrance of that summer. The summer that changed his whole life.

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