Part 5

As Shawn awoke he realized that for the first time in a long time he felt completely well rested. The fact that he also felt completely content was due to the blonde still wrapped tightly around him. He was glad that they had nowhere to be that day. If he had any say about it, he was going to stay right here in bed with Chris for the whole day. Sometime during the night Chris had shifted so that his head was lying against Shawn's chest. Besides the arms wound around him, Chris had also ended up with his leg thrown over Shawn's hip, his knee brushing slightly against his groin. Even though his body was responding to the feel of Chris pressed tightly against him, thoughts of sex were secondary. Shawn was simply happy they had found out the truth and that Chris had agreed to his request. He hoped that when Chris woke up they would be able to resolve the past and look to the future, a future Shawn wanted them to face together.

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Chris knew he should clue Shawn into the fact that he was awake, but he wasn't ready to unravel himself from around the warm body beneath him just yet. He knew they had a lot to talk about, but he wanted another moment to savor the pleasure of being able to touch Shawn in ways he'd only been able to dream about. He shifted slightly and felt more than heard the groan that rumbled through Shawn's chest. The insistent hardness against his thigh finally registered in his head and Chris had to turn his head further into Shawn's chest to hide the silly smirk on his face. He shifted again, causing his thigh to rub against Shawn's obvious erection. He heard Shawn's hiss of surprise and forced himself to suppress his laughter. He was just about to try it again when Shawn's voice stopped him.

"Sweetheart, unless you are willing to follow through on that teasing you'd better move your knee. Otherwise I'm not going to be able to resist flipping you over and ravishing you until you can't walk."

Chris couldn't help but laugh as he lifted his head to look at Shawn. There was a twinkle of mischief in his eyes and a tinge of pink in his cheeks as he said, "Shawn if you want me to stop, you are supposed to threaten me with something I won't enjoy."

Shawn lifted his hand to Chris's face and gently traced his thumb along his cheek. "I'll never threaten you with something you won't enjoy and while I'd like nothing better than to spend the rest of the day loving you, there are a few things we need to talk about. Even though we figured out what happened, I don't want to take the chance that anything will come between us again because we didn't take a few minutes to talk to each other."

Chris's eyes became slightly damp as he listened to what Shawn had to say. While he wanted Shawn to make love to him, he was glad that Shawn wanted to talk things out first. The fact that Shawn hadn't thrown him on his back and taken his pleasure first showed a level of caring that Chris was unused to experiencing in his previous relationships. He laid his head down on Shawn's chest and hugged him. "I want you too, Shawn, but I'm glad you want to talk first. That means more than you know."

Shawn stroked his hand softly over Chris's hair. "Well if I'm to keep my hands off that gorgeous body of yours, I need to get up and take a very cold shower. Why don't you order us some breakfast…" Shawn took a quick look at the clock, noticing it was nearly 1 P.M. "Make that lunch, and I'll be right back. I'm going to shower in my room and run downstairs to talk to the manager before the maid service shows up to clean my room."

Chris shot up from Shawn's chest his mouth dropping open, "Oh god, I forgot about your room. I can take care of…" That was all Chris got out before Shawn interrupted him.

"I told you not to worry about it Chris. I'm only going now because I don't want them to think I skipped out and left the room that way. It's only money. As long as you felt better afterwards, that's all that's important. So, did you feel better?"

"Um, yeah…I did. I know it's not the best way to handle my anger, but…"

"Hey. As long as you aren't throwing things at me, you can vent in my room whenever you want. I'm just hoping you will be happy enough from now on that you won't feel the need to." Shawn smiled as he got up from the bed and grabbed the card to his room.

Chris scrambled from the bed and grabbed the card to his room, handing it to Shawn. "Let yourself back in. I think after I order lunch, I'll take a shower as well." Shawn leaned down and pressed his lips gently against Chris's. He turned and walked out the door, leaving Chris with a bemused smile on his face.

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Shawn smirked as he left his room. Management was not going to be happy with the damages. It wasn't the first time Shawn had needed to pay for a trashed room, but this was the one he least minded paying for. Despite Chris's fears, Shawn had managed to salvage almost all of his clothing. He had quickly repacked his suitcase and set it inside the door. With any luck he'd be back to pick it up later to take it to Chris's room. At least he was hoping that he would end up staying the night with the perky blonde. He was more anxious than ever to talk to Chris, hoping by the end of the day that Chris would be a permanent part of his life.

The manager wasn't happy. After Shawn wrote out a sizable check he was thanked and told to enjoy the rest of his stay. Shawn smiled as he left the office. As long as he got to spend time with Chris he'd be sure to enjoy the rest of his time there.

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After Shawn left, Chris managed to curtail his thoughts long enough to order lunch from room service. He grabbed a fresh change of clothes and hurried to take his shower. He got a bit distracted when he realized that Shawn was probably in the shower as well. Thoughts of Shawn, naked and covered in soap bubbles, left a smile on Chris's face. Of course, then he'd had to turn the hot water down so he could cool himself off. Chris knew they had a lot to discuss and he needed to decide how he felt about Shawn now that he knew the truth. He was going to have to put his bashfulness aside and tell Shawn how he felt about him. Just the thought of confessing his feelings had him blushing. He hurried to towel off and get dressed before Shawn got back.

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When Shawn walked through the door, Chris was setting their lunch on the table. Chris had just managed to dress when he'd heard a knock at the door, which turned out to be room service. Chris had dressed in slacks with a button-down shirt, the top three buttons left open. His hair was still slightly damp and his face had that bright, shiny just scrubbed glow. Shawn thought he was one of the most beautiful sights he'd ever seen.

Shawn crossed the room and when he reached Chris's side he drew him into his arms. Chris smiled shyly up at him and he was overpowered by the urge to kiss him. He leaned down and feathered his lips softly against Chris's. When Chris tilted his head slightly and parted his lips, Shawn couldn't resist tasting him. He raised his hands to tangle in Chris's hair and gently explored his warm mouth with his tongue. He felt Chris's hands gripping tightly to his hips. When Shawn finally twined his tongue with Chris's, Chris emitted a soft moan. Shawn playfully teased him for a moment more before withdrawing his tongue and sliding it along Chris's lower lip. Shawn broke the kiss and pulled back slightly. Chris's face was flushed, his eyes were closed, his lips slightly swollen, and his breathing was erratic. Shawn knew in that moment that he wanted nothing more than to take this beautiful angel and make him his.

"Hey sweetheart." Shawn's gravelly tone prompted Chris to open his eyes. Chris seemed to be somewhat dazed. Shawn brushed the back of his fingers along his cheek. "Are you ready to eat?"

Chris blinked and the dazed look was replaced with a familiar smirk. "You kiss me like that, then expect me to sit down and eat?"

"I was just saying hello, sweetheart." Shawn's responding grin stretched ear to ear.

"If that's how you say hello, I can't wait to find out how you say other things." Chris ducked his head shyly. It was obvious to Shawn that he hadn't meant to say that out loud. Chris turned and sat at the table. Shawn sat down as well and they started eating their lunch. Over lunch, they tossed about rumors in the company. Who was seeing whom, backstage lover's quarrels, who Vince was looking to push were topics of choice. Both men seemed to want to push serious topics aside until they were finished eating.

When they were done, they quickly cleared the table and set the tray of dishes outside the door. Shawn led Chris back to the table, waiting for him to sit down before sitting in the other chair. Shawn took Chris's hand and clasped it in his. He knew how hard this was going to be for Chris, but they had to talk to rid themselves of the past. "It's time to talk sweetheart."

Chris smiled and kept his eyes on their entwined hands, "So where do we start?"

"Well, I was kind of wondering…" Chris looked up at Shawn when he hesitated. "Since I never got to read your letter, I was hoping you'd tell me what it said."

Chris blushed and looked back down at their hands. "O…okay. I think I can do that."

Shawn watched as Chris took a deep breath. He was hoping that as they continued to talk, Chris would become more comfortable with expressing his feelings, at least where he was concerned. Chris took a quick peek up at him before looking back down again.

"The, uh, the first part of it was basically about how much I admired you and what you had done in the business. I wanted to let you know how happy I was that we'd be working together. I mentioned that I'd enjoyed getting to know you and…that if you were interested, I'd like to take you to dinner sometime." Chris was happy that despite being so nervous, he'd managed to get it all out. He felt Shawn squeeze his hand.

"You…you asked me out?" Shawn's voice sounded rougher than usual, but Chris couldn't look at him.

"Yes." He heard a small sniffle and realized that Shawn was crying. He looked up at Shawn in surprise.

"I wish… I wish I could have read it. I would have said yes." Shawn smiled at Chris. Chris grinned back at him.

"So what if I ask you now?" Chris looked at their still clasped hands and rubbed his thumb gently over the back of Shawn's hand. He shifted his gaze back to Shawn's face and looked into his eyes. "Would you like to go out to dinner with me?"

Shawn let out a strangled laugh. He tugged gently on Chris's hand forcing him to stand up. He pulled him closer and settled him on his lap. "I'd love to have dinner with you sweetheart. There's only one problem…" Chris's cheeks were bright red, caused more from his position on Shawn's lap than from what he had asked. He looked at Shawn inquiringly and waited to hear just what the problem was.

"We just had lunch, sweetheart. It's going to be quite awhile before we're ready to eat again and…" Shawn paused dramatically, "I don't think I can wait that long to tell you how I feel about you."

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