Hide Your Heart

Feeling Guilty...But Why?

"So baby, what do you say to going out as a couple and doing some sight seeing?" asked Paul as they laid in bed after their steamy shower. "Or did I wear you out?" he smirked. 

"Shut up. " groaned Tommy. "It sounds divine." "Let me just build up enough energy to get dressed." "You might want to do the same."

Paul flashed a wicked grin and replied," I'm going out in my G-string." He shrieked as he was hit by a pillow. "Hey, don't damage the beautiful face." he laughed.

Leaning over, Tommy let ice water drip onto Paul's bare chest. "Hey!" "That's cold!" Getting up, he grabbed Tommy and pushed him to the bed. "That calls for payback!"

"OOH, Mr. Stanley, I'm scared!" came the cheeky reply. "In fact, I should request it."

Paul was taken by complete shock. Tommy never acted that bold about anything. "Are you sure?" "You are never this bold." 

"I'm sure." said Tommy a little less cocky. "If I say no, you'll walk away some day." "I have to keep you." 

Paul now realized Tommy was scared about something and was trying to hide behind bravado.

"Baby, come here. You're scared about something. What is it?" "Talk to me."

"Paul, I have NO idea what I did last night. What if I left with someone and something happened?" "Did I sleep with someone?" " I remember drinking...a lot...and someone buying me draught after draught but I can't remember if I left with them or not." "I remember leaving here and waking up here but what happened in between?"

"You were gone for awhile, true. I was asleep for about three hours but you were gone for about six. Whether or not you did anything, I don't know." "Will  I get mad if you did, no." "We kinda started off in a fight anyway."

"But I don't wanna find out later if I did something wrong or not!" "I'm sorry!" "Please don't leave me!"

"Baby, calm down." "I'm not going to leave you." "Sh, come here."

Taking a very upset Tommy into his arms, Paul tried to calm him down. "Baby boy, look at me." "You and I don't know a soul over here. Who would be comfortable to buy you that many drinks?"

"I-I-I d-d-didn't want to tell you b-b-but I-I-I ran into J-J-Jaime in the pub and we h-h-had a lot of drinks." "I-I-I understand if you get mad." "I-I-I'm sorry. " He got up to look out the window. "Paul?" "I-I-I really shouldn't have said anything." 

Tommy burst into tears and curled up on the bed. He was crying so hard he didn't hear Paul talking to him.

"TOMMY!" shouted Paul, " Look at me baby." "Please stop crying."

"Yes?" 

"As much as I hate to admit this, Jaime's always going to be part of your past as much as Pete and Ace are of mine. I trust you, okay? If you did or do screw up, I'm always gonna be here."            Eventually, Tommy calmed down and sat up.

"I love you." "And Jaime has lousy taste in whiskey." "That stuff tasted like liquor soaked whipped cream." "Why I drank four of them I don't know."

"Because you were mad at me for not spending time with you, that's why." "Now, how about we go get dressed and go out for awhile?"

He kissed Tommy and pulled him to his feet. "I will make it up to you." 

"You better....Mr. Stanley." smirked Tommy as he shut the bathroom door.

"Payback will come soon, Mr. Thayer." shot back Paul.

All Paul could hear was laughter.