A Midsummer Storm

Chapter 14

The enlarging group chatted all through the afternoon. Around time for Tim to leave, he excused himself. He heard Chance explain that it was time for Tim to go pick up Adam from school. Tim thought about his boyfriend, what he was like when they brought him to their hide-out, the progress that he's made, and what kind of man he could be. He wanted so much to take all the pain away from the blond, to erase all those memories, purify his beautiful skin.

He parked in his normal spot in front of the building, slid off his bike, and leaned up against it to await the blond. Tim began to worry that Adam wouldn't take to having other people in their home. He wasn't sure how the blond was going to react to other people period. Before long, Adam came rushing out of the building.

He threw himself into Tim's arms, wrapping his arms around the brunette's waist, and crashed his lips to Tim's. The biker leader was quick to pull the blond in for a deeper kiss. One that left both men breathless and feeling a bit dizzy. That was the first time Adam had ever initiated PDA before and Tim liked it! It was also the first time Tim had allowed himself to deepen their kissing. Adam finally pulled away when they needed some air.

"Guess what?!" Adam's excited face made Tim smile.

"What?"

"That test I was studying for? The one I was worried I was going to fail?" Adam stated making Tim nod, "I got the highest grade in the class with a 98!"

"Congratulations baby! Didn't I tell you, you could do it!" Tim hugged the blond tightly, "I'm so proud of you, Adam."

"Thanks!" Adam rested his head on Tim's shoulder, "It was such a relief when I was handed that paper back!"

"You're going to be an amazing mechanic, Adam. I am so, so proud of you." Tim kissed Adam's forehead, "Oh. We have guests. Four people, is that alright?"

"It's your house."

"No, baby. You're apart of this family too. You're the one that cooks. I know feeding four extra people is a lot. If you'd rather us go out we can." Tim let his hands slide down Adam's sides and rest on the blonde's hips.

"That Chinese place? Where Austin likes eating off everyone else's plate?" Adam's eyes lit up making Tim laugh.

"If that's where my 'Ol man wants to go, that's where we'll go." Tim stated making Adam's brows pull together, "What?"

"Ol man?"

"Most bikers call their women, wives, girlfriends, their 'ol ladies. Us gay men call our men, our 'ol men. It's...a term of endearment. It sounds archaic, I know. To anyone in the biker community that heard me call you my 'ol man they would know there's no one else I'd rather die for. Or that I'd kill for." Tim tugged the blond closer to him, "If you'd rather me not use the term again, I won't. I'll keep using other pet names. I didn't mean to offend you, love."

"You didn't. It just...confused me...why you were calling me an old man." Adam giggled, "I like the names you call me. They're much better than what I used to be called."

Tim rested his left hand on the back of Adam's head and his right in the middle of his lower back. Adam slid his right arm around Tim's waist and grabbed Tim's with his left. The brunette wasn't sure which of them had moaned. After a few minutes, he pulled away and said they should probably get home. He climbed onto the bike while Adam put his books in the saddle bag. The blond leaned against Tim and closed his eyes. He didn't know what had come over him!

He flung himself into Tim's arms, attacked him with his mouth in public! PUBLIC! Tim deepened their kiss and instead of pulling away or freaking out, he just stood there and enjoyed the feeling. Could he sleep without his shirt on in front of Tim? He wasn't sure. Could he try? He wasn't sure. His head was swimming by the time they arrived home. There were four bikes he'd never seen parked by Rob's van. He grabbed his books and followed his boyfriend into the house.