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“Fuck! You’re so hot, baby. I’m so fucking lucky. I love you,” Logan said as he mimicked the gesture.
* * *
Packingthe apartment had taken him an extra day, but he was happy it was all done now. He had Logan’s truck, so everything he owned fit perfectly. James was helping him load up the stuff, thoroughly disgusted he was performing manual labor, huffing indignantly when later Sammy had handed him a sponge and a small container with soapy water so he could check the walls for any spots that would need to be cleaned.
Sammy was proud of his efforts to keep the place spotless, as he had learned early on that this was the only way to get his deposit back.
“You asked to be here!” Sammy reminded him.
“I asked you to hang out, not to clean your cum-splattered apartment.”
Sammy grinned and wagged his eyebrows. “Do you want me to unpack the black light?”
“Fuck you!” James hissed and took a step away from the wall nearest to the bed.
“Technically,” Sammy folded over laughing hysterically, “You were already in the splash zone, as I normally jerk off at my desk.”
James threw the sponge in the bucket and shoved it in Sammy’s hands angrily. Sammy was laughing so hard, his eyes got teary. “I’m fucking kidding, you idiot. I would never risk getting jizz on my camera or on my iMac.”
James punched him in the arm but returned his grin. His expression softened and he muttered, “I can’t believe you’re leaving New York. Don’t get me wrong, dude, I’m happy for you. I can’t wait to meet Logan, but damn I’ll miss you so much.”
Sammy choked. “Fuck, don’t do me like that.” He put the bucket on the floor and pulled his friend in for a hug. “I love you, man. I’m scared shitless, but at the same time I’m so fucking happy.” He pulled away and bumped his shoulder with his fist. “I’ll miss you, too.”
James sighed and hugged him hard one last time, pretty much crushing his ribs, lifting him off the floor briefly. When he let him go, Sammy wiped his tears, and punched him in the shoulder, harder in retaliation. “Fucking hate that you and your girlfriend have made me cry twice already in the span of ten days.”
“Girlfriend?”
“Can you just repeat that question, while I record a short clip for Danika?” Sammy raised his eyebrows.
“You wouldn’t dare.” But then he grinned and nodded. “Yeah, we’re back together. I think this time, we might actually pull through.”
“What makes you think that?”
James shrugged his shoulders and said sheepishly, “It’s been weeks and she hasn’t stabbed me again, so I must be doing something right this time around.”
* * *
Logan was stillat work when Sammy pulled up to the house. He knew Debbie might be there checking on Morpheus. Logan had warned him and had offered to tell his mom to leave before he arrived, but that just seemed silly. Surely, he could have a simple, civil conversation with Logan’s mom and get over the awkwardness, that was bound to surround their first interactions. Right?
Logan still hadn’t heard from his dad, but his brother had called him, apparently getting a lot off his chest. Logan had become emotional just telling Sammy about it.
His brother had been very remorseful and had told Logan he was happy for him and Sammy.
He had also puffed up comically and said that if anyone tried to be a dick about their relationship, he would be happy to stick his foot up their ass. Logan had told him all about their awkward-slash-awesome conversation over FaceTime, the night before.
“I honestly didn’t know what to expect, but I’m glad at least Mom and Lucas have come around.”
“Do you think your dad might not accept us?” Sammy had wondered.
Logan sighed, but he didn’t sound too worried. “I honestly don’t know. He’s never behaved in a homophobic way or condoned any type of discriminatory behavior, and you know how construction sites can be. I just think he’s processing his emotions in his own time. Perhaps he feels differently now that I’m not hiding who I am. Or maybe he feels just the same.” He sighed and then chuckled. “One thing’s for sure though, Mom really wants to meet you. Heads-up, she can be like a lot. Good luck!”
So, there he was, in front of the house on an early Thursday afternoon, thinking how he was going to start bringing in his belongings to his new home, while the mother of his lover, who he had never met before, was inside. Logan had told him he was only fifteen minutes away and Sammy could wait in the car for him to come back from work, but hell if he was going to act like a coward.
He jumped out of the truck, grabbed his duffle bag, and another suitcase, and started walking toward the house. He wondered if he should knock, but then decided against it and unlocked the door with his own set of keys. This was his home now. Debbie was a guest. He knew she would have heard the truck so hopefully she wouldn’t be startled.
When he entered the room, he couldn’t suppress a laugh. Morpheus had his upper paws on her shoulders and was giving her sloppy kisses, while Debbie was trying to fit him into…a jacket? She was no taller than five feet, and Morpheus probably weighed more than her, but she somehow managed to keep them both upright and steady.
“Hi, Samuel!” she called out excitedly. Morpheus immediately dropped down from her and crowded him, wiggling his butt excitedly and yapping happily.
