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been the lighter, more nurturing of the two. He would have packed his expensive luggage,

 

put on his darkest sunglasses, and said, “We’ll move very slowly to the car, buddy, so the

 

paparazzi won’t see us.” Noah’s eyes would grow wide and alert, and then he’d put on

 

his dark glasses and prepare for the dangerous journey. But now all Noah had was Ed,

 

and all Ed could manage was a pretend smile and a sincere concern for his education. He

 

often wondered if Noah would have been better off if he’d been the one killed in the

 

accident instead of Jake.

 

On the Sunday evening before the construction began, Ed loaded Noah’s bags

 

into his Range Rover, put Tucker’s dog food and bowls into a brown bag, and drove out

 

to the airport to pick up Lisa. Then he rented her a car and they drove back to the guest

 

house in tandem. Both Noah and Tucker rode with Lisa, because Noah was afraid she

 

might get lost in a new city—he was very protective when it came to Lisa. They ordered

 

Chinese takeout because they didn’t want to leave Tucker all alone in a new place the

 

first night. And when it was time for Ed to leave, Noah lowered his eyes to his shoes and

 

turned in the other direction. Evidently, he was still upset about not being able to stay at

 

the house with Ed.

 

“I’ll pick you up from school tomorrow,” Ed said, touching his shoulder. “And

 

we’ll have dinner together. Okay?”

 

But Noah wouldn’t look up. He shrugged his shoulders and folded his arms across

 

his chest. Lisa gave Ed a look, then smiled and put her arm around Noah’s shoulder. “This

 

is all going to go by so fast,” she said, “you won’t even remember how upset you are

 

right now. And to make it a little better, you can stay up extra late tonight and we can

 

watch TV until you fall asleep on the sofa.”

 

“Can we watch the reruns of
Dream Away
with Jonathan Haynes?” he asked.

 

She smiled. “We can watch whatever you want. I’m really looking forward to this.

 

I’ve been missing you since you left New York.” She gave him a slight push forward and

 

said, “C’mon, give your Dad a hug and say goodnight.”

 

Noah stepped forward and put his arms around Ed’s waist. He was still frowning,

 

and his voice was soft, but he hugged him tight and said, “Love you, Dad.”

 

Ed swallowed and gave Lisa look. Then he bent down and hugged him as hard as

 

he could. “I love you, too, son.”

 

“Just one thing, Dad,” he said.

 

“What’s that?”

 

“Can Lisa pick me up from school tomorrow instead of you, and take me to the

 

house so I can see Jonathan Haynes again?”

 

“I’ll tell you what,” he said. “I’ll pick you up myself so Lisa can work, and then

 

I’ll take you back to the house and you can meet the entire film crew. How’s that?”

 

He hugged Ed harder, then smiled and said, “Sounds good.”

 

Ed drove back to the house, hunched over the steering wheel, biting the inside of

 

his mouth. But when he pulled into the driveway, he noticed someone crossing down the

 

front walk. He stopped in the middle of the driveway and a man stopped walking. When

 

he clicked off the engine and got out of the car, he saw Jonathan Haynes standing on his sidewalk. He was wearing beige jeans, a white shirt, and a charcoal sport jacket. His dark

 

brown, almost black hair was shorter now, and he looked thinner. Before he even realized

 

it was happening, Jonathan was crossing toward him with a huge smile on his face and

 

his right arm extended to shake his hand. “I didn’t expect to see you until tomorrow,” Ed

 

said.

 

Jonathan smiled. “I just wanted to stop by and see if you’re all set to go tomorrow

 

morning. Part of my job is to make sure the film crew is always in the background and

 

you’re never bothered by any of it.” Then he reached out to shake his hand.

 

His palm was so soft and gentle, Ed felt a chill on the back of his neck. “My

 

contractor will be here at eight, and we start demolition in the kitchen,” he said.

 

“Everything seems ready to go. And don’t worry. I’m actually excited about this now.”

 

Jonathan let go of his hand and said, “I really want this to go smoothly for you. I

 

don’t want you to have any stress because of the show. I know firsthand, after doing so

 

many of these home renovations with other people, how stressful the construction can be

 

sometimes.”

 

Ed smiled again and invited him inside for coffee. They hadn’t spoken since the

 

day Ed had signed the contracts a month earlier. At first, Jonathan seemed reluctant, as if

 

he were imposing on a school night. But when Ed told him Noah and Tucker would be

 

living in a rented guest house with Lisa during the project, his shoulders relaxed and he

 

agreed to go inside. They went back to the kitchen, where Ed made two fast cups of

 

coffee in an expensive coffee maker he’d just ordered on the Internet. Jonathan sat on one

 

side of the center island, and Ed sat on the other. They laughed about the old-fashioned l970s wallpaper that would soon be gone. Ed said he couldn’t wait to see them haul out

 

the olive green kitchen appliances.

 

Jonathan leaned forward and laughed, then took a sip of coffee and said, “There’s

 

one thing I’m really curious about.”

 

“What’s that?”

 

“In Noah’s letter he mentioned something about a hole in the bathroom,” he said,

 

“Is there really a hole?”

 

Ed stood from his stool and put down the coffee mug. He was wearing a black T

 

shirt, baggy jeans, and white running shoes. His head jerked to the back staircase and he

 

said, “Follow me.”

 

He jogged up the stairs and Jonathan followed him to the second floor. Then they

 

went down a long hallway to the last door on the right. Ed led him into the master

 

bedroom and turned left. When he reached another door, he pulled a set of keys from his

 

pocket and unlocked a dead bolt. Then he pushed the door open, extended his right arm,

 

and said, “See for yourself.”

 

When Jonathan stepped into the master bathroom and looked down at the floor,

 

his eyebrows went up and he put his hand over his mouth. “This is unbelievable,” he said.

 

He was staring down at a huge, gaping hole in the center of the bathroom floor.

 

Ed stood behind him and looked over his shoulder. He didn’t want to get too close

 

to the hole. Heights made his balls tighten and his stomach curl. “There was a small fire

 

here a few years back. The former owner was an older woman. She forgot she’d left a

 

candle burning. It was lucky she smelled smoke and called 9-1-1 when she did. They were able to contain the fire to this room and the room below it, which is the library. And

 

there wasn’t any structural damage to the house.”

 

“Very lucky,” Jonathan said, still shaking his head.

 

“This room is off limits,” Ed said. He didn’t mention his fear of heights. “I know

 

Noah made it sound as if we actually use this bathroom, but I keep it locked at all times

 

and use the bathroom down the hall.”

 

Jonathan smiled. “I’m glad to hear that. I couldn’t stop thinking about this hole.”

 

Then Ed leaned forward slightly and took a deep breath. The only hole Ed had

 

been thinking about for a month was between Jonathan’s legs. It had been soft and warm

 

and tight. His neck smelled so fresh and clean. And his aftershave reminded him of

 

cinnamon and cloves. He looked so damn good in that black sport jacket and those beige

 

jeans. It would have been such a shame to rip them off his back, throw him down on the

 

floor, and spread his soft legs as wide as they would go. Ed clenched his fists and took a

 

step back. This was wrong. Jonathan was a decent guy, and Ed had a filthy mind. Besides,

 

he’d been the one who’d said their relationship could never be anything more than

 

platonic.

 

Jonathan laughed. “This is a first for me,” he said. “I’ve been doing this show for

 

a long time, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen a hole like this in anyone’s bathroom.”

 

There was a moment of silence, then Ed unclenched his right fist and rested it on

 

Jonathan’s ass. He squeezed a few times and said, “And I’ve never seen a hole like this

 

between anyone’s legs.” Jonathan’s body tightened, as if he were terrified to move. He let Ed play with his

 

ass for a minute, then said, “I thought we weren’t going to do this again, Ed.” But he

 

didn’t pull away. If anything, Ed thought he’d arched his back.

 

Ed stepped closer and wrapped his other arm around his waist. “I thought so, too.

 

But you look so damn good.”

 

Jonathan swallowed hard and said, “So do you. You smell like you’ve been

 

working out. I like that.”

 

“I should probably stop before this gets out of hand,” Ed said. His middle finger

 

was now pressing into the seam of his pants and probing the center of his ass.

 

“Really?”

 

“Do you want me to stop?”

 

“God, no,” said Jonathan. It came out like both a sigh and a huge pressure release

 

at the same time. He turned fast and put his arms around his shoulders. “I haven’t been

 

able to think about anything but you since I left here a month ago.”

 

Ed wrapped his arms around his body and kissed him on the mouth. When he

 

found his soft, warm tongue, he lifted him off the floor and walked him back to the bed.

 

The sheets were still rumpled and the pillows indented. Jake had always been the one

 

who’d made their bed; Ed wasn’t even sure how to do it. The only time it was made now

 

was when the cleaning people came in twice a week. But when he lowered Jonathan onto

 

the mattress and pulled off his shoes and socks, he didn’t apologize—and Jonathan didn’t

 

seem to mind.

 

Jonathan’s eyes were glazed. He pushed Ed back with his bare foot and started to

 

remove his clothes. He literally yanked them off and tossed them into a pile at the foot of the bed. When he was naked, he opened Ed’s pants, pulled down his zipper, and let them

 

drop to his knees. Ed’s penis stuck out from his pale blue boxer shorts. Jonathan grabbed

 

it and pulled him forward. When his erection was in front of Jonathan’s lips, he opened

 

his mouth and sucked it to the back of his throat.

 

They moved fast, just like the last time. It was as if they’d both been deprived of

 

food and this was their first meal in a month. Chests heaved, hearts pounded, and the

 

sound of deep breaths rushed through the room. Jonathan gobbled and sucked him so

 

hard, Ed saw that the side of his face had turned red and a small vein on his forehead

 

popped out. He sucked this way until Ed was close to climax. Then Ed yanked him by the

 

back of the head with one hand and pushed him to the middle of the bed with the other.

 

He was so pliable and easy to maneuver; Ed could take complete control and do anything

 

he wanted to him.

 

So Ed kicked off his sneakers and his jeans. He didn’t care about his shirt or his

 

socks. He opened a drawer in the nightstand and pulled out a lubricated condom. Then he

 

climbed on top of him and kissed him on the mouth. Jonathan held his biceps, lifted his

 

legs high, and spread them apart while they kissed. “Give it to me, Ed,” he said.

 

A second later, Ed was inside his body, bucking his hips. He’d just shoved it in

 

with one rough thrust, while Jonathan had shivered and moaned. He loomed over him

 

with his palms pressed to the mattress beside Jonathan’s soft shoulders, as if he were

 

doing push-ups. Jonathan’s legs were bent at the knees and spread as wide as they would

 

go. His toes curled, his eyes rolled, and his head bounced up and down. He pressed his

 

left hand on Ed’s chest and grabbed his penis with his right. He started to jerk, while Ed

 

continued to hammer, and moaned, “I’m so close, Ed. I don’t know if I can hold back.” “Me too,” Ed said. “I don’t think I can hold back either.”

 

They came at the same time. Ed grunted and Jonathan moaned, “Ah, ah, ah…”

 

Then Ed lowered his body and rested on top of him. He cradled him in his arms and

 

kissed him so hard their teeth clicked together.

 

Jonathan wrapped his legs around Ed’s waist and crossed his feet at his ankles.

 

“That was even better than the last time,” he said.

 

He felt so good in his arms, he didn’t want to let go. “It’s like we have no

 

control,” Ed said. “We don’t even have foreplay. We just go at it like a couple of

 

perverted animals.”

 

Jonathan ran his fingers across the back of Ed’s neck and laughed. “Maybe we are

 

just a couple of sex-starved perverts.”

 

Ed thought for a moment. He had a point. Maybe this was all just pent-up lust

 

because he hadn’t been with anyone since Jake’s death. And the fact that someone like

 

Jonathan, so young and so attractive, could be interested in a thirty-five-year-old father

 

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