“I do. I really do,” Phillip murmured. “Wannawatch ESPN?”
“Why not?” They carried their beer intoPhillip's living room. They both sat down and began to watch'Sportscenter'.
“There’s talk we're heading back over,” Ryansaid.
“Yeah, wouldn't surprise me,” Phillip agreed.“Everyone is gonna have two or three tours in before they get out.Fucking Army. I love it but damn. They have to give us some room tobreathe. Too many of us are getting home, just to be sent outagain.”
Ryan agreed with that.
“William's heading back for his fourth tour inMarch.”
“God. You're on your fourth, aren't you?” Ryanasked.
“Yeah.” During their little conversation theymoved closer and closer until they were practically on top of eachother.
“Ryan...” Phillip warned.
“Uh huh.” They both leaned forward at the sametime. Soft chaste kisses were exchanged.
“Everyone I talk to says you had it bad for mein basic...” Ryan breathed against Phillip's lips.
“Ididhave it bad. You were so fuckingsexy. And you had that cute little...God, Ryan I wanted you sobadly I was walking around hard half the fucking time.” His mouthtrailed hotly from his mouth to his neck.
“I'll tell you a secret,” Ryan whispered. “Ithought you were the sexiest thing I had ever seen.” Ryan tiltedhis head allowing Phillip access to his neck. “I dreamed aboutyou…so many times.”
“I know. You would moan my name in your sleep.”Phillip growled and turned the kiss from chaste sweetness to dirtyand hard. His lips slammed over Ryan's and their mouths devouredeach other as they botharchedclosertogether. Neither could get enough. Hands tore at each other'sclothing.
In Ryan's fog-covered mind this wasn't exactlyhow he saw the date going. Sure, in his wet dreams they had donethis, but this was reality. Phillip seemed to sense Ryan'sreluctance. He pulled away jerkily.
“You...God Ryan, how do you always taste sogood?” he said breathlessly. They both slipped apart, trying toslow down their raging libidos.
“Good genes,” Ryan said slowly. But then heslipped his hand from his pocket and showed Phillip the breathmints he had started carrying around ever since Phillip sneakedback into his life.
Phillip chuckled and slipped an arm around Ryan,pulling him close.
Ryan had never been a cuddler but he seriouslyloved being held by Phillip. It was the only time in his life hefelt small. “This is kinda nice.”
“Yeah it is. Ryan…” Phillip released him andlooked him in the eyes. “I want to…see where this goes...”
Ryan was about to answer when his cell went off.“Shit.” He looked at it and swore again. “I have to answer it.Patrick wouldn't be calling unless it was important.” He looked athis watch and noticed it was going on 1 am. This had been the mostfucked-up date ever. They had been interrupted by everyone andtheir brother.
Phillip nodded as Ryan answered.
“Patrick?”
Kenny's off the reservation. We can't findhim anywhere.”
Ryan cursed and got up. “I'll be over in twentyminutes.” He closed it and looked at Phillip. “I have to go.”
“What's wrong?”
“Kenny's taken off.”
“I take it he has some problems.”
“Yeah, he's drinking too much...he's not dealingwell.”
“Want me to come and help?”
