Chapter 2

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"So, how do you think Tim is going to be feeling this morning?" Chance asks as he sits down at the table.

"My guess, very hungry." Nate smiles as he sips his coffee.

"So that means grumpy." Avi says. "Very grumpy, like an old grizzly bear."

"He's always grumpy." Austin laughs.

"Okay, grumpier than usual." Avi chuckles.

"At least, maybe he got some sleep last night." Eddie says. "That's working in our favor."

Tim groans as he sits up on the side of the bed.

"What's wrong?" Adam asks sleepily as he reaches over and rubs his husband's back.

"My shoulder hurts." Tim says as he rubs his aching shoulder.

Adam sits up behind him and gently starts to massage his shoulder.

"You need to have this checked. Seriously." Adam says kissing him on the shoulder. "Nate might know someone that won't ask too many questions."

"I'll probably have to since I can't take anything for the pain. I really don't think Tylenol will help much." Tim says.

Adam chuckles softly as he hears Tim's stomach rumble.

"Hungry?" He smiles as he gets up and gets them some clothes.

"Slightly. Can't wait to see what kind of mush I get to eat today." Tim says as he slips on his jeans. "Babe, look."

Adam looks around to see Tim holding the waistband of his jeans out a bit.

"I guess that's one way to lose weight." Tim says.

"Well, you went for a whole week without eating anything and then threw up everything that you did try to eat." Adam says. "So naturally you're going to lose some."

After getting dressed they head downstairs.

"So. What's for breakfast? Grits?" Tim growls as he and Adam walk into the kitchen holding hands.

They sit down and Tim groans as he sees bacon, fried ham, biscuits and gravy. Knowing he couldn't have any.

"What are y'all trying to do to me? This is pure torture." Tim moans as he rests his head in his hands.

"Here ya go." Esther smiles as she sets a plate in front of him.

He raises his head expecting to see grits or just plain dry toast. But instead, he sees a beautiful sight. A plate full of scrambled eggs.

"Are you serious? Is this mine?" Tim asks as he looks up at Esther like a small child.

"Yes, Pumpkin, it's allll yours." She says in a motherly voice and smiles as she pats him on top of the head.

His brown eyes that were once like those of an innocent child quickly turn to daggers as they stab into her soul.

"Sorry." She replies with a smirk.

"You better thank the lucky stars that I like you." Tim says as he turns his attention back to his plate. He smiles as he reaches for the salt shaker which was quickly grabbed by the doctor.

"Sorry, but no salt." Nate says with a shrug. 

The hitman sighs as he once again looks down at his plate.

"Oh, well. Still better than grits." He says as he takes a large bite. "D*mn this is so good."

"So were you able to hold down the potatoes you ate last night?" Nate asks.

"Mmhmm." Tim nods as he shovels another fork full of eggs into his mouth.

"Well, I think it would be fine to advance to maybe some grilled chicken for dinner then." Nate smiles as Tim quickly looks up at him with wide eyes.

"For real?" Tim asks with a mouth full of food.

"Yeah, I just don't want to take any chances with grease or anything like that just yet." Nate says.

"Nate, Tim woke up this morning with his shoulder hurting him. Do you know of anyone that might take a look at it without asking any questions?" Adam asks.

"As a matter of fact, I think I do. Dr. Darren Rust. He's a great doctor and surgeon." Nate says.

"I don't want to do anything until after our getaway." Tim says as he pushes away his empty plate. "I don't want to have to put that off any longer than I need to."

"Are you sure, Timbo?" Avi asks. "You can't have any fun if your hurting."

"I'll be fine. Adam's massages always seem to help ease it." Tim says as he smiles at his husband. "Now, if you guys will excuse me, I'm going to see what I can do in getting starting with our vacation plans." He gets up from the table and heads to his office.

"Yes!!" Avi smiles as he fist bumps the air. "Belize here we come."

"Esther, we have shopping to do." Kirstie smiles. 

"Absolutely! New bathing suits!" Esther laughs as she gives Kirstie a high-five.

"Why do women always have to have new bathing suits everytime they go on vacation?" Adam asks.

"Kirstie has three or four drawers in our dresser full of bikinis." Avi states.

"I do not." Kirstie pouts. "Only two drawers."

"We guys just wear the same swimming trunks year after year." Chris chuckles.

"Well, we want to look good for our guys." Esther says as she winks at Eddie.

"I'm all for that." Eddie laughs. "But you look good in all your bathing suits."

"Well, in that case, I think I need some new swimming attire." Adam says with a smirk on his lips. "Cause I wanna look good for my man."

"Me too." Austin says, receiving some strange looks as Adam WAS talking about Tim. "Seriously, guys? I'm talking about looking good for Chance."

"Uh, news flash, Y'all." Chris chuckles. "It's winter time, I don't think Wal-mart has their swimming suits out yet."

"Online shopping, Christopher." Kirstie giggles, as she jumps up to go get her laptop.

"But will the order be here quick enough?" Nate asks. "I think Tim is wanting to get away as soon as he gets some of his strength back, which won't take long."

"We'll just put a rush order on the order." Kirstie says with a shrug. She giggles as the guys gather around her. Apparently, they all wanted to look good for their significant other.

"What are y'all doing?" Tim asks as he comes out of his office to see everyone gathered around Kirstie on her laptop.

"Shopping for our vacation." Adam smiles up at his husband.

"Shopping for what?" Tim asks as he wipes some sweat from his forehead. He's been having hot flashes all during his withdrawal.

"New bathing suits." Esther answers.

"Yep and Adam just ordered you the cutest speedo." Avi chuckles.

"Uh, do what!?" Tim asks, arching a brow causing the gang to laugh hysterically at the hitman.

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