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====================================== If I Ain't Got You -- Chapter 19 by JT Poole and MzNikkiGotStyle
// The Home of JT and Mark -- After Midnight //
--- JT's POV ---
It's a little after midnight now. I am sitting here in the family room still. Mark hasn't come down here since he came back. I actually told Dean to leave and not to come back here again. I don't know what he was thinking, coming here in the first place. Damn I don't need all this fucking drama. Something's got to give. I just want to know what's going to happen next.
"Baby aren't you coming to bed?" I hear behind me as Mark wraps his arms around me.
"Do you want me to come to bed?" I ask him.
"Of course I want you to come to bed. You shouldn't be down here alone, like this." He tells me.
"Maybe I should be down here alone." I say, moving away from him. "You made up your mind Mark. You didn't even give me a chance to say what had happened. You got angry like you always do and you jumped to a big conclusion instead of asking questions."
"I know I did baby and I am sorry. I should have listened to you. I know you wouldn't do something like that to me. You love me too much to hurt me that way." He said.
"I do love you, but you need to get a grip on your anger Mark before you actually break us up." I tell him as he sat down next to me.
"I know baby, I know. I'm stressed with everything that has happened." He spoke just as the phone rang.
"How could this be at this time of night?" I ask, reaching over to the phone. "Hello?"
"Yo JT, is my bud Mark around?" The man asks.
"It's Jordan. Why is he calling for you this time of night?" I ask, handing him the phone.
"What's up Jordan?" He asks looking at me strangely.
"Yo man, me and Joey need a ride. We are at the `Playa's Club' and we need someone to come pick us up and take us home." Jordan spoke.
"Jordan man, I am not coming out to get you two fools. Call a cab man." Mark spoke.
"Come on man, I don't need the publicity of being seen leaving a gay club riding in a cab because I was drinking." Jordan spoke.
"You should have thought about that before you started drinking man. I have other things to do. Night Jordan, tell Joe I said hi and bye." He says, hanging up the phone.
"They needed a ride?" I ask.
"Yeah they do. Both of them are drunk and he doesn't want to be seen leaving out of the club drunk." He says.
"Baby call them back and tell them you will come get them." I tell him.
"I am not leaving. I am here with you now; this is our time baby. We are talking and I'm not leaving." He says, kissing me.
"But baby they are your friends." I tell him.
"You are my husband." He tells me, pulling me closer to him as he wraps his arms around me, as we kiss again. "And that's all that matters, you, me and our son."
"Oh Mark." I say as I lay back on the sofa, pulling Mark on top of me.
"Baby this would be better in our bed upstairs." He says to me, getting up off of me, as he pulls me up. "I love you baby."
"I love you too." I tell him as we walk towards the stairs.
// Saturday Morning -- Florida Hospital -- Justin's Room //
"Good morning Mr. Timberlake. How are you feeling this morning?" Amy the morning nurse spoke.
"I am feeling damn fine." Justin spoke rolling over in bed.
"I'm sorry Mr. Timberlake, I didn't mean to disturb you." Amy spoke.
"No, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have snapped at you." Justin spoke.
"It's quite alright Mr. Timberlake. My name is Amy, I will be your nurse on duty today." Amy spoke.
"Okay." Justin spoke.
"If you need something, anything, just let me know." Amy spoke.
"Okay Amy, again I am so sorry." Justin spoke.
"Its alright Mr. Timberlake, I will be back later to check on you." Amy spoke leaving the room.
"That's no way to speak to the nurse Justin." Nick spoke walking into the room.
"Nick? What are you doing here?" Justin asked.
"I am here to check on my boyfriend. Is that a crime?" Nick asked, sitting down on Justin's bed next to him.
"No it's not a crime. You know what I meant." Justin spoke. "Why are you here Nick? You know I can't do what you want me to do."
"Yes you can. All I want you to do is love me Justin, that's all I want from you." Nick spoke, leaning down and kissing Justin on the lips passionately. "Stay right here don't go anywhere okay."
"I'm not going anywhere for obvious reasons." Justin spoke as Nick shoot him a knowing glare.
"Don't start baby." Nick stated, walking out of the room
"What is he up to?" Justin asked, just ask Nick came back into the room. "What did you just do?"
"None of your business baby. Get up you are coming with me." Nick stated, grabbing Justin by the hand and pulling him up.
"What do you mean I am going with you?" Justin asked.
"Just as I said, you are coming with me for today. Stop wasting time baby." Nick stated, tapping his foot, while standing over Justin.
"I don't want to go anywhere." Justin whined.
"Come on baby. You have to go. I have a surprise for you back at my
hotel." Nick stated, kissing Justin again.
"Oh alright, help me up please." Justin spoke as he hugged Nick around the Nick as he got over into his chair. "I'm going in there, I will be out in about thirty minutes."
// 45 Minutes Later -- At Nick's Hotel //
--- Justin's POV ---
After I had finished my shower and got dressed, Nick came back into the room. He grabbed some of my things and placed them in a knapsack. He went around the room gathering things, placing them in the knapsack. The way he was moving around in the room he acted as though he was in a big hurry or something.
"Where are we going and what's my surprise Nick?" I ask him as we are going through the back of the hotel I guess that he was staying at.
"We are going to my room." He tells me.
"Your room? When did you get out of the hospital?" I ask him.
"I was officially released yesterday when mom tried to take me back to Tampa." He told me, as we arrived at the elevator.
"So you are out of the hospital and here?" I ask him.
"That's right. I am staying here until I find me a place to live." He tells me as the doors close.
"I don't know when I am getting in out of the hospital, it's been weeks." I tell him.
"Yeah it has, but I feel that will change soon." He says, as the doors dinged on his floor. "Welcome welcome."
"You are in room 1234, why am I not surprised, that's the easiest room number I have ever seen." I tell him, laughing as he opened the door and we both went in.
"Well this is your home for today until you are tired of this place." He told me, sitting down on the sofa, motioning for me to come over.
"What do you want?" I ask him.
"I want my man to lay on the sofa with me." He tells me, as I roll over to him. "Come on. Do you need me to help you?"
"No, I think I can do it." I tell him, sliding out of the chair and easing over to the sofa.
"Move over, I am coming down there where you are." He tells me, moving down to the other end of the sofa where I was.
"Why do you want to lay down here with me Nick?" I ask him.
"My name isn't Nick, it's baby." He tells me. "Why are you acting strange Justin?"
"I am not acting strange." I tell him.
"You have been acting strange since last night. I am still waiting on your excuse for leaving me the way you did." He said, looking at me intently.
"I told you last night that I couldn't be with you, I can't do what you want me to do." I tell him as I can feel the tears building in my eyes again.
"Hush baby. I will prove you wrong." He tells me, leaning back down, placing a kiss on my lips that I could actually feel all the way down to my toes.
"What're you doing baby?" I ask him.
"Proving you wrong." He tells me, unbuttoning my shirt.
"Nick stop." I tell him.
"Nope, I'm not stopping. When you admit that you were wrong, only then will I stop." He tells me, kissing me. "By then, you wouldn't have to admit that you were wrong."
"Baby why are you doing this to me. You are only in for a big let down." I tell him, tears running down my face.
"Let down no, something big maybe. I have to be sure to go slow with you. If the rumors about you are real, I will so much enjoy love making with
you." He tells me, pulling my sweat pants down. "Now that's what I call potential."
"Baby please stop. I don't want to disappoint you ever." I tell him.
"You will never disappoint me baby." He says, moving down a little.
"What are you doing Nicky?" I ask him.
"I'm doing this." He tells me, moving his hand down to my dick.
"No, don't." I tell him.
"Justin baby I love you, but right now I want you to be quiet." He says as he gets up and starts to remove his clothes.
"I will not be quiet. Give me back my sweats." I tell him, sitting up now on the sofa, getting angry.
"I'm not giving you anything, you are going to stay here with me and enjoy it." He tells me, kneeling in front of me.
He was kneeling here in front of me, just staring up at me, his eyes piercing deep into my own. I could feel him trying to get past all my barriers and I wondered what it is that he was trying to see. He took my hand into his own and kissed the top of my hand. He starts to massage my legs. I don't know what was happening to me. It's like my whole world turned upside down. I started feeling things I didn't think I would ever feel again. He got up off the floor and moved me back into a lying position. He straddled my waist and leaned over me, placing tender kisses on my shoulder, down my chest and then nipping at my nipples. His actions were creating a pleasure within me, a pleasure I haven't felt in a long time.
"Oh baby." I moan out. "That feels so good."
I can hardly take it. He's making me feel things that I thought I could ever in a million years feel again. Oh God, he's doing things to me that I would have never dreamed of. He's better than anyone I have ever been with. I love him so much.
"Justin, Justin baby are you okay?" He asked me.
"Yes baby I'm okay." I tell him as he sat down on me. "Baby what did you just do?"
"You are all the way in me Justin." He tells me as he leans down and kisses me. "We are going to take this very slowly."
"Oh God baby. This feels so wonderful." I tell him as he as he starts moving slowly up my dick and then sliding all the way back down, sending a new sensation through me.
"Baby do you want me to stop?" He asks me as I hold on to his hips, controlling how fast he moves up and down on me.
"No baby don't stop." I tell him, moving him faster on me now. "Baby I'm close, I'm close to cumming."
"I am too baby." He tells me as I feel myself going over the edge of oblivion.
"Oh God, Baby, I love you!" I scream as my orgasm overtook me.
"I love you Justin." He says as he starts stroking his hardness faster and shoots his load all over my chest, some of it landing on my chin.
"Oh God baby that was wonderful." I tell him.
"Yes it was baby. Do you still believe that you can't make our love physical?" He asked me.
"I don't believe that anymore baby. Thank you for showing me that I am still a man." I tell him as he laid down on my chest with my dick still buried in his ass.
"I love you Justin Timberlake." He says as we both drift off into a wonderful sleep.
// Back at JT's House //
"Wonder who could be knocking on the door?" Mark asked, walking down the stairs to the front door. "Hello Angie, what's up? Is something wrong, is Kai alright?"
"From last I heard he was. Where's JT, I need to talk to him." Angela spoke, walking into the house.
"He's upstairs, let me go get him." Mark stated.
"Is he decent?" Angela asked.
"Yeah he's decent." Mark spoke.
"Well I will run up and talk to him." Angela spoke.
"Okay, let him know I am going into the kitchen to fix breakfast." Mark stated, kissing her on the cheek and walking into the kitchen.
--- JT's POV ---
It's early Saturday morning and I am laying here in bed basking in the afterglow of making love to Mark. I really love him with all my heart, but sometimes I wonder did I make the right decision. Mark has a bad temper and when things don't go his way, he goes off on anyone around including me at times. He scares me, but I still love him. Sometimes I think about what it was like when I was with Dean. I didn't have to worry about bad tempers or arguing with Dean, he was just never around when I needed him. When I chose Mark over Dean, I thought I was making the right decision, but sometimes I still wonder. It's been ten long years and we are still together. Will our love last longer? I hope it does. I love Mark too much for me to be thinking like this, besides, Dean could never devote enough time to me and Kai.
"Who's knocking?" I ask as the door opens and Angie walks in.
"God morning?" She asks, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Somewhat. Why are you here so early in the morning?" I ask her.
"I went out with Kevin last night." She says, twirling her hair.
"That's great, how was it?" I ask her.
"Well I think it went alright, I just have conflicted feelings." She tells me, moving to the head of the bed and sitting up against the headboard.
"Why do you have conflicted feelings Angie?" I ask her.
"Kevin was in a relationship with a man." She spoke quickly, dropping her head down.
"Whoa whoa whoa. Go back and tell me that again girl." I say trying to figure out what she just said.
"I said that Kevin was in a relationship with a man." She says again, this time crying.
"Oh girl, why do you put yourself in these situations?" I ask her, holding her in my arms.
"I guess I keep falling for the wrong people." She tells me, sniffling.
"It's all going to be alright. Tell me all about this. I seem to be out of the loop on this." I tell her.
"Well last night we went out and let's just say I had a good time, but I know his past is going to interfere with things." She tells me.
--- Beginning of Flashback -- Angie's POV ---
"So what movie are we going to see?" I asked as we pulled up to the Cineplex.
"Well, since I didn't know what you liked, I figured that seeing "50 First Dates" with Adam Sandler would be a safe bet," Kevin said as he pulled into the parking space and turned the car off. When I made a move to open the car door he put a hand on my arm to stop me. "Let me get that for you Angie."
"Okay," I replied with a smile, waiting until Kevin came around to open the door. He offered me a hand, kissing me softly on the lips before closing the door. "Come on sweet girl, we're missing the movie."
Kevin grabbed my hand and we walked toward the theater, laughing and talking softly as we went. I stood by the entrance while he paid for the tickets, taking mine from him before we walked inside of the cool brightly lit building. Once we got snacks and sodas, we headed hand in hand to the theater where the movie was showing, making it in time to see the last of the previews.
Once we found seats in the back of the theater and got settled in, we sat side-by-side sharing popcorn and kisses all throughout the movie. I have to admit, I love the way he feels when he kisses me, but at the same time I'm afraid that he is still feeling something for the man I saw him with. I am trying to put it out of my mind, but it keeps sneaking back.
"Are you enjoying the movie Angie?" Kevin asks. I snap out of my reverie, smiling and nodding but my mind is obviously elsewhere, and I think he's starting to notice.
"It's pretty good," I reply, still not paying the screen any attention. I look over at his face in profile. He is totally focused on the movie again, so I continue to explore his face with my eyes. I love the way he looks so intense when he's trying to concentrate, but I am feeling a little bit naughty. I decide that now is a good time to redirect his attention to more important things.
I sit up a little straighter in my seat, shifting so that I am facing him. I put my head on his shoulder, yawning loudly so that he doesn't suspect what I'm about to do. He shifts closer to me, wrapping one arm over my shoulder to bring me closer to him. I reach up and nuzzle the side of his neck with my nose. I notice that even though he is still watching the movie, but he's not as intense as before.
I flick my tongue over the shell of his ear, tugging gently on the lobe as I breathe softly on the wet skin. Kevin shivers slightly, but still continues to try to watch the movie. I lick a trail down the column of his neck, pausing to lick and suck lightly on the skin at the crook of his neck. Kevin begins to squirm in his seat, trying to find a comfortable position but failing miserably as I continue to chart a path of kisses across his body.
I can feel his pulse under my tongue. It's becoming more and more erratic as I tease him, but that's a good thing. I run my tongue over his Adam's apple, swirling over it with lips and soft nips before I attach myself to it. Kevin groans, not loud enough for the people near us to hear but loud enough to let me know that he's enjoying himself.
"Angie, you... you need... fuck, to stop," he manages to say before I pull his head down and attack his lips. I lick his softly, tracing the shape with the tip of my tongue before I move to taste his mouth. I slip inside of the soft, wet cavern teasing him until he's panting and straining to find some kind of release.
"We need to go," he says abruptly, standing up and pulling me with him.
"Wait... what about the movie?" I ask innocently. Kevin moves lightening fast, spinning us around and pinning me to the wall of the theater, grinding into me. All I could do was gasp as I felt the raging hardness against me.
"Still want to stay for the movie?" Kevin ground out, rocking against me as I wrapped myself around him. I whimpered when his mouth claimed mine again, clinging to him like a vine. He continues to gyrate his hips, whipping me into a frenzy of passion. He finally breaks the kiss, looking down into my eyes. "I didn't think so. Let's go."
We practically ran out of the theater, stopping only when Kevin is recognized by a couple of young fans that clamor for autographs. I stand by impatiently as he signs and then posed for pictures, smiling when he winks at me over the head of one of the little girls. When he's finally done, we walk hand in hand back to the car kissing and giggling like teenagers.
"My place or yours?" I ask as soon as we are on the road again, cuddling up to him as he drives.
"My hotel is closer, so let's go there," he replied, kissing me quickly as he tries to keep his mind on the road. I slip a hand under his shirt, teasing the taunt skin on his chest and stomach as he drives. "Angie, baby if you don't want us to have an accident, then you need to behave yourself."
"Oh all right you big baby," I say, pouting as I move back into my seat. Kevin reaches over to touch the skin on my thighs, rubbing slow circles over my skin. I shift again, opening my legs a little further so that he can touch as much as he wants. He shocks the hell out of me when he slips a finger under my panties, lightly teasing my lips while never taking his eyes off the road.
He keeps me on the edge but never lets me get too far ahead of him as he damn near causes an accident in his haste to get back to the hotel. By the time we are pulling up into the hotel, I am soaking wet and ready to make love as soon as we hit the room. Kevin gets out, tossing my car keys to the valet but letting them know that the car is mine as we made our way inside to the elevators.
The doors to the elevator don't even close before we are all over each other again. Kevin pushes me back into the wall, squatting and then standing with me wrapped around him like a second skin. We tongue the hell out of each other; the whole while Kevin is freeing himself from his pants. I can feel him, hot and hard, ready to enter me but with his history there's no way in hell he's getting inside my sugar walls without a raincoat.
"Kevin... stop... oh fuck... need... condom," I gasp as he brings me down against him again. I cling to him, drowning in warm sensuality as he sucks on my bottom lip.
He reluctantly lets me down, catching me when my knees begin to buckle and attaches himself to the side of my neck from behind. When the bell dings for his floor he doesn't even stop kissing me to walk to his room, simply leading me down to his room before opening the door and pushing me inside.
I swing back around, divesting myself of clothes as quickly as possible while still attached to Kevin at the lips. He pulls away from me long enough for the both of us to pull our shirts over our heads, lips fusing again in liquid need as soon as the deed is done. I can feel the fear and uncertainty starting to creep up on me again, but I brush them away gnats, intent on finding satisfaction with Kevin as soon as possible.
Kevin touched the side of my face, concern marring his features. "We don't have to do this Angie. I can wait you know."
"No, I want to do this," I reply softly, not meeting his eyes as I lie down on the bed and reach for him. "Come to me now Kevin."
He wastes no more time joining me on the bed, kissing me with an almost savage passion as I roll the condom onto him. He pushes me down, lips dueling with mine as he enter me in one savage thrust that made me see stars. He stops, letting me adjust to his hard length before he begins to move.
He starts off with slow shallow thrusts, teasing me with the promise of fulfillment, but refusing to speed up when I practically beg him to fuck me harder and faster. He captures my lips, sucking on my tongue in rhythm with his thrusting hips, driving me to the point of no return before beginning his real assault on my senses.
"Oh fuck baby... so good," Kevin whispers, panting as he looks into my eyes. He begins to thrust faster, punctuating each thrust with a kiss. "So... beautiful."
"Please... faster Kevin," I beg, moving my hips in rhythm with his powerful thrusts. I whimper when he begins to slam into me, pushing me closer and closer to the edge. "Oh fuck... like that!"
He doesn't respond verbally, only pushing himself harder to satisfy me. I can feel my body begin to tighten a sure-fire sign that I am about to have a monstrous orgasm. No sooner do I think that than the explosion begins, working its way up from my toes.
"Kevin... cummmmiiiiiinnnngggggggg," I scream, body spasming as the orgasm ripped through me. I could feel Kevin begin to shake, his orgasm slamming into him too.
"Fuck... Jayce... so fucking good." He yelled, body jerking as he filled the condom. I laid there for all of two seconds before the realization of what he said sank into my foggy brain.
"What the hell did you just call me?" I asked, pushing him off of me and sitting up. "I can't believe you just called me by his fucking name Kevin. What the fuck is your problem?"
"Angie wait... I'm sorry sweetheart. Please let me explain." Kevin stammered reaching out to me. I turned quickly, slapping him so hard I hurt my hand.
"Keep your fucking hands off of me you son of a bitch! I knew trusting you was wrong. How could I let you convince me in to giving you another chance when you told me you were in a relationship with him? How could I be so fucking stupid! Screw you Kevin! If I ever see you again it will be too fucking soon!" I yelled, grabbing clothes and trying desperately not to break down in front of him.
I ran into the bathroom, swearing under my breath as I fought to get dressed. As soon as I was done, I opened the door and grabbed my purse, not stopping to let Kevin say a word
"Angie please... don't walk away from us like this," Kevin tells me as I come out of the bathroom. I stop in my tracks, tears beginning to slip down my face.
"Fuck you Kevin... there is no more us. You made sure of that when you called me by his fuckin name. How could you? What the fuck did I do to deserve that?" I ask, fighting for control of my raging emotions.
Kevin makes his way cautiously over to me, touching my face gently, then taking me in his arms when he sees that I'm not going to fight him. "I surrendered to the pain for a second, letting the hurt wash over me before I remember that this is the man who caused my pain. I began to struggle with him, slapping at his chest, fighting to get away from him.
"Let me go! Damn it Kevin... I hate you! You bastard! Get your fucking hands off of me!" I scream obscenities, finally succeeding in breaking the hold he has on me.
"Angie... please don't leave me. I do care about you." Kevin says softly, tears flowing down his face.
"You should have thought about that before you fucked up again. Good-bye Kevin," I shot back over my shoulder before I ran out the door. I needed to get home before I completely lost it, and that was coming quickly. First that bitch Valgina, now this. How much more can I take before I go completely fucking stark raving insane?
--- End Flashback ---
"I have been crying about this ever since I got back to the apartment." She tells me.
"Oh Angie, I am so sorry things didn't turn out like you wanted them to." I tell her, hugging her close to me.
"That's just part of the problem." She says, rubbing her eyes now.
"Don't tell me he did more than that." I say, letting her go.
"No it wasn't him then, but it's just as bad. That damn Kendall is throwing me out of my apartment. He claims that I am pose a threat to him since I kicked Valgina's ass." She spoke up, crying harder now.
"What? How do you pose a threat to him? How does he know that you kicked Valgina's ass?" I ask her.
"She's his cousin. I have no idea how I didn't put two and two together. They both have the same last name and he told me that he knew me in high school. I should've figured it out then." She spoke just as Mark entered the room carrying a tray with plates of food on it.
"Ah you are still here." He says, laying the tray on the edge of the bed. "I brought enough for all of us. You hungry Angie?"
"Yeah I guess I am." She says, taking a plate of food from Mark. "This looks good Mark, what's in the omelet?"
"Ham, eggs, cheese, tomatoes, onions and peppers." He says, handing her a knife and fork.
"Man this is good." She says, chewing her food.
"You could enjoy meals like this everyday if you moved in here with us." I tell her.
"I can't move in here with your guys. I would be impeding in your space. You two would never have privacy if I moved in here." She states, taking another bite of her omelet.
"Girl you wouldn't be in the way, I have like five rooms in this house free. You are welcomed to have one on the other end of the hall. If you want it, it's yours." I tell her.
"I don't know JT." She says.
"Girl take the room. We know you and it will all be good." He tells her, kissing her on the cheek. "I wouldn't have to go far to get help to get him to agree to things."
"Oh ha ha baby. Like you and Angie can actually gang up on me to get what you want." I say just as the phone rings. "Hello?"
"Is this JT?" I hear a voice ask, sounding a lot like that of Aaron Carter, but crying.
"Yes this is JT, who is this?" I ask.
"I'm sorry, it's Aaron Carter." I hear Aaron say. "Look, have you seen or heard from Nick? He's missing and I don't know where he is."
"No I haven't heard from Nick at all. He should be at the hospital." I tell him.
"He was released yesterday and I have no clue where he is. I am scared that he tried running away from mom and is hurt somewhere." Aaron spoke on the phone, sounding frantic.
"Calm down Aaron. Give me a good twenty minutes and let me make some calls and hopefully I will have an answer for you then." I tell him, trying to calm him down.
"Thank your Mr. Poole." Aaron spoke as the connection went dead.
"Okay Nick Carter is missing. He was released from the hospital yesterday and now Aaron can't find him." I say, getting up out of bed.
"Ewwwww! You said he was decent." I hear Angie say as I just realize that I was standing in front of her without any sleep bottoms on.
"Sorry girl, I forgot. At least he has a top on, I forgot he didn't have a bottom on." I hear Mark say, covering Angie's eyes.
"Now I know why I don't want to move in here. I might see something like this again." Angie says, getting out of the bed with her plate in hand. "I 'm going downstairs to wait for you two."
"I'm sorry Angie. I said I forgot." I tell her walking into the bathroom with a towel.
// 45 Minutes Later -- Nick's Hotel Room //
"Baby how do you feel?" Nick asked, rolling over in the bed.
"I feel better, so much better." Justin spoke as Nick laid on his chest.
"Justin I have something to say to you." Nick spoke.
"What is it Nicky? Go ahead say what you need to say." Justin spoke.
"Justin...Justin I want to be with your forever and ever. I can care less if you are in that wheelchair or not. I don't care what my mother thinks; I don't care what anyone else in the world thinks. The only person that matters to me is you and only you. I love you Justin Timberlake and I hope to be Nick Timberlake one day." Nick spoke as the tears slid down his face.
"Is that what I think it is?" Justin asked, tears running down his face too.
"If you think it's a marriage proposal then yes that's what it is." Nick says, kissing Justin on the lips.
"I don't know what to say baby." Justin spoke, hugging Nick closer to him now.
"Well I hope you say yes." Nick spoke, looking at Justin intently.
"Yes baby, yes." Justin stated as the two of them shared another passionate kiss.
====================================== TO BE CONTINUED...
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