Chapter 13

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Adam had completed the first year of his schooling. He decided to go ahead with the advanced degree so he could work on the late and early model Harleys. He stayed to himself on campus but was one of the top students in his class. Sometimes he asked Tim to find parts for him so he could study and tinker at home. The brunette was more than happy to get him anything he needed.

"Adam's got Tim wrapped around his finger and he doesn't even realize it!" Austin once stated making Rob and Diamond laugh too.

The biker group were going further and further away from their home for their home invasions. Tim didn't want Adam caught up in their mess. The more he thought about it, as a matter of fact, the more Rob's dream of settling down began to appeal to him too. Who said they had to give up being a motorcycle club or give up going on rides if they settled in one location?

Adam and Tim still hadn't been "intimate" but they were able to kiss for much longer periods of time and Tim was able to touch Adam before the blond began to get uncomfortable. Waking up to Tim's hard-on pressing into his back didn't make him uncomfortable anymore. It was starting to make Adam giggle. And blush. He began staring at more than just the brunette's chest and arms, as well.

The blonde's therapy was going much better. It had taken him over two months before he came to realize the therapy seemed to actually be helping. He hated that he seemed to be having nightmares almost nightly. Some really freaked him out because they involved Tim. Those scared him the most. Tim was always there to help him through each nightmare. The brunette listened as he described each one.

Tim always reassured Adam that he was safe and cared for. That he was no longer with his family and he was free to make a life for himself. Adam usually just wanted to be held after these nightmares. Ones involving Tim, he began wanting affection. Tim never complained, he always loved cuddling and kissing on the blond, and was happy to do whatever was needed to help Adam through.

One day, Adam was running late after class. He had been having trouble with a particular issue and was speaking with his instructor to get clarification. He didn't have time to wash up before leaving the building. Tim raised his eyebrow at the grease-covered blond. 'I'm sorry. I didn't get the chance to clean up after class.' Adam told him making Tim chuckle. The blond dumped his books on the bed before heading into the master bath to start a shower.

"What's my little grease monkey doing?" Tim asked as he entered the bedroom.

"Huh?" Adam came out of the bathroom with his brows pulled together.

"I asked what my little grease monkey was doing." Tim laughed.

"About to get a shower and get some of this grease off me. I'll start dinner after I'm done showering." Adam stated making Tim nod his head.

Adam climbed into the steamy shower and sighed happily. The hot water felt good. He grabbed the small bottle GOJO so he could scrub his hands and arms. He tried to not take too long in the shower knowing the group preferred his cooking to restaurants. He realized he had to wash his face when he got out of the shower since there was still grease on his nose, cheeks, and forehead. He was so dirty, he hadn't brought any clothes with him to the bathroom like he normally did.

He simply wrapped the tower around his body and walked into the bedroom. Adam had never done that before. He always undressed and dressed in the bathroom. There were scars on his body and he knew it. They were reminders of what he'd gone through and they made him feel ugly. Tim was sitting on the bed counting money from their latest haul when Adam exited the bathroom. Seeing the blond shirtless made his heart stop.

Realizing Adam was wearing nothing but a towel, made him quit breathing briefly. Adam stood frozen in place as he locked eyes with Tim. The brunette finally set the cash aside and walked around to where Adam stood. The room remained silent as the pair just stood there staring.

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