“I needed the shelter of someone’s arms…there you were…I needed someone to understand my ups and downs…there you were…”
“How sweet it is to be loved by you…how sweet it is to be loved by you…I close my eyes at night…wondering where would I be without you in my life…”
“Holy FUCK.” Lance Bass threw back his covers and jumped out of bed. “Are you seriously fucking KIDDING ME?”
“Bass! You’re up!” The pounding on his door changed to a melodic rat-a-tat-tat. “I knew you would be.”
“Christopher Alan Kirkpatrick.” Lance threw the door open, grabbed the knocker by the shirt, and yanked him into the apartment almost in one fluid moment.
He shut the door and shoved the man against it. “What the hell are you doing? Are you insane? I have neighbors. A landlord, even.
He has the right to throw my ass out if said neighbors complain!”
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