Justin had gotten accepted to PIFA and was getting ready to start in a couple of weeks. Brian had opened his own Advertising Agency, named Kinnetic, which was keeping him busy.
Brian and Justin were both home, at the loft, enjoying their time together. They were on the couch. Justin's head was in Brian's lap and Brian was running his hands through his lover's blonde locks.
Brian loved Justin and knew that Justin loved him. Sometimes it scared him. But, more than that, it made him happy. He was happier then he had ever been. And, he couldn't help but feel like he was waiting for the other shoe to drop.
Brian sighed as the phone rang. Reaching to the table, beside the couch, he answered the phone. "What?"
"Brian, Melanie and I want to talk to you. Can we come over?"
Brian looked at his watch, seeing that it was ten at night. "Now?"
"Yes, now."
Brian sighed. He didn't really want any company, he was enjoying his alone time with Justin. But, he was also curious about what Melanie and Lindsay could want. Finally, his curiosity won out. "Fine."
"Good. We'll see you in about an hour." With that said, Lindsay hung up.
Brian hung up, then looked at Justin. Justin was laying on his back, his eyes locked on Brian's face. "Lindsay and Melanie are coming over." Brian signed and spoke. Justin nodded as he sat up.
Looking at himself, he figured he'd better get dressed. He was only wearing a pair of boxers.
Hearing a knock on the loft door, Brian slid it open. "Linds. Mel," he greeted the two women.
"Hey, Brian," Lindsay said as she gave Brian a kiss on the cheek. Melanie just nodded at him, not looking happy.
After all four of them were seated, Brian broke the silence. "So, what did you two need to talk to me about that is so important that you couldn't wait until tomorrow?"
"Well... maybe we should speak in private," said Melanie.
"No. Justin and I are partners. Just tell me what you want."
"Brian... Melanie and I want to have a baby."
Brian nodded. "So?"
"We want you to be the father," Lindsay blurted out.
"Actually, Lindsay wants you to be the father. But, I'll go along with it," said Melanie.
Lindsay gave her a warning look, then turned back to face Brian. "I'll be the one carrying the baby. All you have to do is donate the sperm."
"Just be a sperm donar, huh?" asked Brian.
Lindsay nodded. "You'll be the baby's father, of course. But, Mel and I would be the primary parents. You would need to sign your parental rights over to Melanie."
Brian cocked an eyebrow. "I don't know... Linds. I need time to think about it and to talk it over with Justin."
"But, Brian--," started Lindsay.
"Don't start whining. We'll let you know," said Brian. Getting up, he walked to the door and slid it open. Knowing they had been dismissed, Melanie and Lindsay stood up.
"You're just doing this on purpose," accused Melanie.
"Doing what? I'm not going to do something that I'm not one hundred percent sure about, Melanie. Goodbye."
Before Brian even had time to walk back over to Justin, the phone started ringing. "Shit. Now, what?" Bian grumbled.
"Hello?" he answered.
"Hello, Brian."
"Who is this?"
"Craig Taylor. How are you? I've not been doing too good. I've been in prison for the last year. But, not now. Tell my family I said hello and that I'll be seeing all of you soon." With that said, the phone went dead.
"FUCK!" exclaimed Brian.