Tim peeks around the corner to see if Tina had left yet. She was still standing at the door talking to Sami the receptionist.
He huffs as he leans back against the wall and glances at the clock. 'She's fifteen minutes pass leaving' he thought to himself. 'Women gossiping should be against the law'.
He starts to pull his camera from his pocket. Chance had shown him how to view the photos that he had taken, so he might as well amuse himself while the ladies continue to talk.
As he's pulling his camera from his jacket pocket, he accidentally pulls out his pencil which falls to the floor. Now, you wouldn't think a wooden pencil would make much noise. But a combination of the empty hallway and tile floors, you would have thought he had dropped a bowling ball.
"What was that?" Sami asks quietly as she turns her head toward the sound.
"It's Timmy." Tina giggles. "He's been peeking around the corner waiting for me to leave."
Tim grimaces at the sound that his stupid pencil had made. He stoops down to pick it up when two feet suddenly appear in front of him.
'Oh, crap' he thought as he slowly looks up. His eyes meeting Tina's. She smiles as she looks down at him.
"Were you wanting something, Sweetie?" Tina asks with a smile.
Tim bites his bottom lip and shakes his head as he stands up.
"Are you sure?" She asks with a raised brow.
He gives her an unsure nod.
"Well, okay then. I'll see you in the morning." She smiles as she starts to turn around but stops. "Oh, could you give these to Chance if you see him?" She pulls a keyring out of her pocket and hands it to the brunette.
Tim nods as he takes the keyring that had two keys on it. He gives her a questionable look.
"When he moved in, I only had one key to his apartment with me. I always like for the renters to have two keys. The other key is to the main door leading upstairs just in case his ID card doesn't work." She smiles as Tim quickly looks down at the keys in his hand. She could almost see the wheels turning in his head. She tiptoes and kisses him on the cheek. "See you in the morning. Have fun." She whispers.
As she walks away she glances over her shoulder to see Tim clutching the keys to his chest with a smile on his face.
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Tim nervously looks around as he walks up to the locked door leading to the apartments upstairs.
The first key that he tries doesn't fit. The second key slides right in. He turns the key and hears the lock click as it unlocks.
He glances, once again, down the hall to make sure the coast was clear. Quickly opening the door, he steps inside closing and locking the door behind him.
Tim looks up the lighted stairwell and takes a deep breath. He could hear loud music coming from upstairs from one of the apartments. His heart felt as if it was gonna beat out of his chest as he slowly makes his way upstairs.
As he reaches the top, Tim peeks around the corner at the long empty hallway. It was pretty creepy. It looked like something from a Stephen King movie. He suddenly becomes very frightened, leaning against the wall as he tries to regulate his breathing. His anxiety was through the roof.
As he slowly creeps down the hall, he passes by a door and could hear Nate singing and playing his guitar from inside. He was very talented and even sang for the patients sometimes.
'So far so good' Tim thought to himself as he finally makes it to Chance's door. Taking a deep calming breath, he knocks on the door.
"Just a minute." Chance calls from inside.
Tim, once again, glances down the hall. His attention is quickly drawn back to the door as he hears it is unlatched. Chance opens the door, wearing nothing but sleep pants, looking as if he had just got out of the shower.
"Tim? Hey, Sweetie, how did yo...." Chance was hushed by Tim throwing his arms around his neck and kissing him passionately.
Chance put one arm around Tim's waist as he closes the door behind them with the other.
"Well." Chance says with a heavy swallow as they break the kiss to catch their breath. "I definitely wasn't expecting that." He smiles as he rubs his thumb across Tim's cheek.
"I wanted to see you." Tim says quietly as he slides his hand across Chance's hairy chest. "I wanted to be with you."
"How did you manage to get up here?" Chance asks as he leads Tim over to the bed to sit down.
"Tina gave me these keys to give to you. It's an extra key to your apartment and to the door downstairs." Tim answers as he hands Chance the keys. "You don't mind me being here, do you?"
"Oh, Sweetheart, of course not. I'm glad you're here." Chance smiles as he softly kisses the brunette. "As a matter of fact, you keep the keys. I'll just tell Tina that you gave them to me. Just make sure she's gone before you come up here, okay?"
"Really?" Tim smiles as he takes the keys.
"Mhmm." Chance nods as he leans in and tenderly kisses Tim's lips.
Tim slips the keys into his jacket pocket and slowly starts to slip off the jacket never breaking the kiss. Chance breaks the kiss long enough to take the jacket and lay it on a chair.
Tim stands up in front of Chance and slowly begins to take off his tee shirt.
Chance's eyes roam Tim's body as he watches him undress down to his boxers in front of him. He felt a stirring 'down south', which was totally obvious with the sleep pants he was wearing.
"Come here, Beautiful." Chance says softly as he lays down and opens his arms.
As Tim lays down beside him, Chance leans over him and kisses him passionately. He moves to leaving soft kisses along Tim's jaw as he moves to his neck. He was making sure not to leave any marks behind.
Tim begins to breathe heavily as the desire in him begin to rise.
"Chance?" Tim whispers causing the bearded man to raise his head. He notices Tim's brown eyes were dark with lust. He whispers the four words that Chance had been longing to hear, "Make love to me."
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