Two's Company, Three's Love

Italy

A/N: I want to show the beauty of these countries but I think I'm failing miserably. I don't mean to make these few chapters sound like a travel brochure :'(  I hope this one is better (and it will be the last of these). If not, just forget these chapters ever existed :/

"Get a quick shower, Angel Face. You look like you're gonna pass out standing up." Tim chuckled

Adam drug himself into the bathroom. The hot water felt good on his tired body even if he did have a wonderful day. They were supposed to have a few days off when they hit Italy and he really wanted to go all tourist with Ama and Tim. He showered quickly, being sure to wrap a towel around his mid-section, and left the bathroom. He noted that Rob was no longer in their room. Adam let the towel drop to the floor as he dug in his bag for a pair of clean boxers.

Tim shed his clothing and climbed into the middle of the bed with a soft smile. Adam could barely keep his eyes open, so it was up to Tim to strip Ama for bed. She was already sound asleep making him chuckle softly to himself. He heard a mumbled 'love you, Cowboy' from his left side. Once she was down to her undergarments, as his Grandmother would say, he pulled the covers up over them and laid down himself. Amarelle on his right, Adam to his left, both rolling over to snuggle into his sides. What could be better?

Their first stop in Italy was Rome. They were playing in a little bar called Fonclea which boasted live music every night of the week ranging from blues to jazz and even country. Rob was sure they'd never head of Country A Capella before! As the crew were getting things set up, the band were doing some interviews and press. Amarelle was walking around taking photos of the pub, of the band doing their separate interviews, and anything else that caught her attention.

The band were doing a photoshoot for a local magazine, so Amarelle got to working on some of the websites she needed to finish up. Tim and Adam wanted to go see a few of the sights while they were in Rome. There were two that Amarelle expressed a strong desire of seeing while they were here. The first being the Trevi Fountain.

It depicts the god Neptune surrounded by underwater creatures in battle. The Trevi Fountain is known as a place to throw in a coin to secure a return trip to Rome. Amarelle and Adam were giggling like children as they held hands, closed their eyes, and threw in a coin into the fountain. Tim's eye roll was missed by both. She took photos of both men, arms around each other's waist with big smiles, in front of the fountain.

Tim took her camera from her and motioned towards the fountain. Amarelle sat down on the edge with her hands in her lap and smiled. As she was about to get up, Adam sat down next to her. Adam slipped his arm around her waist as she leaned her head on his shoulder. 'Stay there' Adam whispered in her ear. Tim walked over, handed her camera off to his husband, and then picked Amarelle up bridal style.

Ama was giggling and threw her head back as the photo was taken. She wanted to return at night because the fountain was supposed to be illuminated, making it a magical and romantic place. Tim said he'd make sure they came back before they left the city. The other site Tim wanted to visit was The Colosseum. They received strange looks as they walked along. There was the tall brunette holding Amarelle's hand in his right. The tall blond was walking on her right holding her hand in his left. Their hands swung back and forth carelessly as they leisurely walked along the streets.

"Hey, maybe we should have a photo of the Colosseum on our next album." Adam held his stomach as he laughed

"You could sing traditional Italian songs, tunes about Romans, or of the fights that happened here!" Amarelle added in, eyes crinkling as she laughed.

"Oh, ha-ha guys." Tim rolled his eyes, trying to hide his smile.

"I'd buy that album." Amarelle said