Kindred Love: Boys to Men

Endings

Justin picked John up from his house and drove them to one of the few places they usually went to be alone. Since their parents and most of their friends didn't know they were gay, they made sure to find a few good secluded spots where they could go to be together. Justin pulled into the empty dirt lot behind the little league field and turned off the ignition.

John immediately unbuckled his seatbelt and smiled at Justin. He leaned over towards the blond and unbuckled his seatbelt as well.

"I'm so glad you asked me to come along. I was just thinking about how much I wanted to see you and do this," John whispered, and kissed the blond sensually. Justin kissed his boyfriend back, enjoying the feel of the other boy's mouth and tongue. When they finally pulled away, Justin felt a pang in his heart. Despite the fact that he hated that they had to be in the closet, he cared about John, and didn't want to hurt him. He was really his first boyfriend. He knew the other boy would be upset about what he was going to tell him.

"What's wrong?" John asked, seeing the distraught look on Justin's face.

"I have to tell you something," Justin said softly. John's face dropped. He knew this couldn't be good, and started to worry.

"Okay. What is it?" John asked cautiously. Justin took John's hand in his, hoping that it would maybe help sooth him.

"I found out today that I got accepted into a very good art school in Pittsburgh. I've talked it over with my parents and I've decided to go." He watched John's face turn from confusion to hurt and anger.

"You what? You... you didn't even tell me you applied there," he said.

"I didn't think I would get in," Justin told him.

"Why are you doing this? You just made this decision without talking to me, and now, what? What the fuck am I supposed to do? What about us?" he asked.

"Look, I'm sorry. I never meant to hurt you, John. I just... I need to do this," Justin told him. John glared at the blond.

"This is fucking bullshit," he said angrily.

"I know you're upset that I'm leaving, but this a great opportunity for me - in more ways than one. I just wish you could be happy for me," Justin said sadly.

"Justin, how about you stop lying to me and tell me what this is really about. Do you think I'm fucking stupid? I know exactly who is in Pittsburgh and why you want to go there. Why don't you just admit that this is about Brian?" he spat. Justin was stunned by John's accusation.

"You think I'm leaving because I wanted to dump you for Brian? I can't believe you'd think I'd do that," Justin asked incredulously.

"Why wouldn't you, you've been in love with him for years," John said.

"What? You're -- that's crazy," Justin stuttered. He had never told John about his intimate night with Brian or admitted his feelings for him. As far as John knew, they had just been best friends. He never thought the way he felt about Brian would be that obvious.

"You think I can't see it in your eyes whenever you mention his name? Your whole face lights up at the thought or mention of him," John said, his arms folded across his chest.

Justin took a couple of deep breaths to calm himself down. He didn't like having to defend himself.

"John, this isn't about Brian. This is about me. I want to leave this fucking place for a lot of reasons. I want to get away from this town, our high school and every fucking homophobe there, my parents --"

"And me, right?" John interrupted. "You want to get away from me too." Justin sighed, and then decided he would just come right out and tell John his true feelings.

"Okay, you wanted me to be honest, I will. It's not that I want to get away from you; I just don't want this," Justin said, motioning to the deserted lot. "I mean, look at what we have to do just to be able to be together. I am tired of hiding, John. I don't want to live my life this way anymore. I want to be able to hold my boyfriend's hand while walking down the street. I want to bring you over to my house and introduce you to my family as my boyfriend, not just a friend from school. Instead of dropping me off in my driveway, I want you to walk me to my doorstep after a date and kiss me goodnight with the slightly embarrassed feeling knowing that my mom and dad are annoyingly spying on us through the living room window." He saw a look of understanding on John's face, knowing that he felt the same way. He knew that the other boy hated hiding too.

Justin sighed and looked into John's eyes again before he spoke. "I want to have a REAL boyfriend and be in a REAL relationship, and I want to be able to be open to all my friends and family about it. I'm sorry if that seems too selfish, but it's the way I feel," Justin told him. John just looked away, guiltily.

"You know that's impossible, Justin. If word got out and my father were to find out that I am gay he would totally cut me off. He would kick me out of the house; and forget paying for my college education," John pointed out.

"Well, did you expect me to have to live a lie until you graduated college? I'm sorry, I can't do that. In Pittsburgh I can be myself, and I know that people there will accept me no matter what. If you knew what was good for you, you'd come with me," Justin told him seriously.

"Go with you... I can't do that. You know I've already written Philadelphia University and told them I was going there. I've already started making my college plans; you know that, because you and I made our plans together! We were supposed to be in this together," John said, his green eyes starting to tear up. Justin felt his guilt take over him, and for a few seconds he thought about maybe changing his mind. It seemed it would make everyone here happier if he just stayed in Philly. But then he thought about everything he would be missing out on if he didn't leave, and pushed those other thoughts out of his mind.

Justin reached out to John and wiped away a stray tear, feeling himself get emotional. "I'm so sorry, John. I do care about you. You believe that, don't you? You mean so much to me. I don't want to hurt you," Justin said.

"Then don't leave," John pleaded, his voice cracking.

Justin shook his head sadly. "I have to."

He leaned in and hugged his boyfriend, feeling him hold him back tightly as if he were afraid to let him go. When they finally pulled apart, John leaned in and kissed Justin, and what started out as a slow soft kiss, soon turned into a hard, desperate, breathtaking kiss. They were both panting through their noses, as they kissed each other with all they had. John broke away from the kiss suddenly and looked into Justin's eyes.

"I do love you, Justin," John told him sincerely.

Justin smiled back at him and nodded. "I know," he whispered. He had never said he loved John. He didn't want to lie. It was true that he obviously cared for the young man and had deep feelings for him, but he was not in love with him. That place in his heart was already occupied by someone else.

Justin stroked John's face lightly with his hand, wiping away his tears as he did so, and continued to smile at him sadly. He would miss him. They had started their relationship near the beginning of their senior year, and he had enjoyed the time that they had spent together.

Justin looked at John's lustful eyes and could see that there was something else on his mind that he wasn't telling him, and looked at him in wonder. "What is it?" Justin asked.

"I have a small confession to make," John told him with a shy smile.

"What?" Justin asked curiously.

"Well, I know that we talked about waiting to have sex until we got to college... well I was tired of waiting, so I went out and bought some condoms. I was going to initiate sex tonight," John admitted, pulling out a couple of condoms and a small tube of lube from his pocket, showing them to the blond. Justin gave John a surprised look.

Although the boys had been intimate, they were both virgins. They had decided that they would wait to take that step for more than a few reasons, one being that they wanted to wait until they were both ready, and also they wanted to make sure it was when they were out of their parents' house. Neither one wanted to risk getting caught by anyone. They had even talked a little about maybe getting a small apartment together, but knew they would most likely live in the dorms their first year or two of college. Now things were different though. Justin wasn't going to college with John and they obviously were not going to live together.

"What?" he asked with a small laugh. "Are you serious?" Justin asked.

John nodded. "I've always known that I wanted you to be my first. And now knowing that you're leaving, well, I want us to have something to remember each other by," John told him.

"Are you sure?" Justin asked. "You know, I'm not leaving tomorrow. We still have until August," Justin told him.

"I'm sure. I want to be with you tonight," John told him. Justin stared into his beautiful green eyes, and saw how much he meant it.

"I want that too," Justin smiled, and pulled John close for an intimate kiss, and began running his fingers through the boy's soft, sandy blond hair. They continued to kiss as they took off each other's clothes, until they were just in their underwear.

"Maybe we should get in the backseat," Justin suggested. John nodded his head in agreement and they climbed in the back. They were now laying down with Justin on top of John kissing him again. Things were heating up again when John accidentally hit his head on the door handle.

"Ouch," John said, rubbing the spot, and they both giggled.

"Hold on, I'll be right back," Justin told him. He quickly got out of the car and unlocked the trunk, grabbing a pillow and blanket that he always kept in there for the times they would have picnics or go out at night to look at the stars and make out. Justin climbed back into the car, and put the pillow behind John's head and covered them with the blanket.

"Better?" he asked John, who smiled at him widely.

"Much," he agreed, and pulled Justin down and stuck his tongue into his mouth. They began to rub one another's hard cocks through their underwear, each of them moaning into their sweet kisses. Justin started to caress John's body all over; his mouth was everywhere, licking and sucking anywhere he could. He briefly flashed back to when Brian had done this to him that one night, remembering how wonderful it felt, and how Brian felt, and he got even harder and hungrier for John as he thought about it.

John was trembling under Justin, loving every touch, kiss and lick he was receiving from him. He was aching for him to be inside of him.

"Justin, please. Make love to me now," John pleaded, panting in between their intense kisses. Justin smiled down at him, and grabbed the lube and a condom. He pulled John's underwear off, and then his own before sheathing his member with a condom. He lubed it up well, then lifted John's legs onto his shoulders and began to slowly and gently prepare his hole with his finger. John gasped at the intrusion, but soon started to beg for a second and then third finger as Justin expertly probed in and out of him. This part was nothing new for them. They had gotten to this point before, but would never go as far as sex. Usually they would just give each other hand or blow jobs.

When Justin had prepared the other boy well, he leaned in and kissed him and whispered, "Are you ready?"

John smiled nervously and nodded. "Yes," he replied.

Justin slowly started pushing into John's tight hole; his emotions running wild. He never expected it to feel like this. He heard John cry out, and he caressed his face and looked into his eyes.

"Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?" Justin asked with concern. John shook his head.

"I'm fine. Just... hold on for a minute," he said.

"Okay," Justin said, and kissed him on the lips and then the neck, allowing John some time to adjust. Soon John was pushing against him, letting him know he was ready.

"Okay, go," John told him. Justin thrust the rest of the way inside of him slowly, and they both moaned as he completely filled the other boy. As Justin continued to thrust slowly in and out, John began to moan louder and Justin knew now that the pleasure was taking over the pain.

"Justin," John hissed, as he relished the feel of the blond making love to him. Justin was a natural and it was as if he had done it a hundred times before.

"You feel..." Justin moaned.

"What? Tell me how I feel. I need to hear you say it. Please say it," John told him.

"You feel so warm and tight and..." Justin started to lose himself in the feeling and stopped talking, and started pumping faster, John now meeting his every thrust. When he felt close he grabbed John's cock and started to jerk him off. He felt the tight hole contract around him and that was enough to make him shoot into the condom, letting out a loud moan as he collapsed on top of the other boy. They breathed heavily against each other, then smiled.

"That wasn't your first time," John said breathlessly.

"Yes, it was," Justin laughed.

"Wow, must be beginner's luck. That was amazing, Justin. I couldn't have asked for a better first experience."

Justin kissed him on the lips and smiled. "You were pretty amazing yourself, J." He pulled out of John, and tossed the condom into a trash bag in the back seat. They both sat up and leaned against the back seat, cuddled under the blanket together.

"I can't believe you're leaving," John whispered after a few minutes of comfortable silence.

"Hey, like I said, I'm not going tomorrow. You still have a couple of months before you can get rid of me," Justin joked. John's face turned serious and he shook his head.

"No, I don't. Justin... I don't think it's a good idea for us to see each other anymore," John said.

Justin frowned and looked into his eyes, feeling hurt. "What? Why?" he asked.

"It's better if I try to get over you now. Then when I go to college in the fall, I can really start off the year with a fresh beginning. I don't want it to be that way, but I think it has to be in order for me to be able to move on," John told him.

"I don't understand," Justin said, sadly. He had hoped that John and he could spend these last few months together before he left and make the best of them, and he thought for sure after they made love that John would want to spend more time with him before he left.

"I know that it's going to be hard for me to lose you, Justin. I'm going to be depressed. I don't want to start off the school year feeling down. You understand what I'm saying?" he asked. Justin nodded. He did understand that, and he knew John was right.

"All right. If that's what you want, J." Justin tried to keep a brave face but felt himself getting emotional again. "Would you like me to take you home now?" he asked.

John nodded. "Yeah, that would probably be best," he replied.

The boys got dressed, and climbed back into the front seats of the car, and Justin drove him home. John gave Justin one last kiss and got out of the car. As Justin drove away, he felt a depression fall into him. He had lost his virginity and and his boyfriend in the same night. He felt his tears running down his cheeks, and wiped them away with his hand as he thought about the long day he had. He was zoned out but somehow he had managed to get home, and he went into his house. He walked up the stairs to his bedroom and closed the door behind him. As he sat on his bed, he reluctantly looked over to his nightstand, staring at the top drawer. He knew he shouldn't, but he opened it, and took out the items that he knew would be there. Pictures of him and John, as well as letters and poems that he had given to him, filled his hands, and he held them to his chest. He sat like that for several minutes, when suddenly he heard his cell phone ringing. He hesitated, and then put all his memorabilia back into the drawer and answered his cell.

"Hello," Justin sniffled.

"Justin? What's wrong?" Brian asked, his voice full of concern. Justin didn't answer. He couldn't answer. He just cried into the phone.

"I'm such an asshole," Justin sobbed.

"What? What the fuck are you talking about?" Brian asked. "Does this have to do with John?"

"Yes," he replied, trying to calm himself down.

"What happened?" Brian asked.

"He..." Justin paused and continued to cry.

"He what?" Brian urged. It was driving him crazy that he didn't know what was going on. Was it possible John had hurt Justin? 'If he hurt one hair on his head, I will bury him alive,' Brian thought furiously.

"He asked me to take his virginity, and then he... he broke up with me," Justin said quietly. Brian certainly didn't expect to hear that. He wasn't sure how he felt about that. He didn't like envisioning Justin having sex with anyone.

"What? Did you...?" Brian didn't know how to ask.

"He bottomed for me," Justin answered, as if reading Brian's mind. "You know, it was my first time too," Justin said quietly.

"Yeah, I know," Brian said quietly. "So I guess he didn't take it well that you're leaving, huh?"

"No, he was pretty upset. I guess having sex was his way of saying goodbye and putting some closure on us.. but it was a fucked up way of doing it, if you ask me," Justin frowned.

Brian was confused. "But... didn't you want to break up with him anyway? Brian asked.

"Well, yes, before I left, but I hadn't planned on it being tonight. I wanted to spend these last few months with him. God, now it's just going to make it even more torturous being out here until August. I wish I could just leave right after graduation," Justin said.

"Why don't you? Emmett's roommate won't be moved out until July, probably, but if you wanted you could stay with me at Debbie's until Ken moves out. It's up to you. I know your parents probably want you to stay until the last possible minute, but if you really want to come out here sooner, you have a place to live," Brian assured him.

"Thanks, Brian, I'll give it some thought," Justin replied. There was a small silence on the phone.

"So, would this be a bad time to ask if he was any good?" Brian asked. Justin burst out laughing, causing Brian to laugh along with him. "There's that laugh I love and miss," he told Justin.

"I miss you too," Justin told him. He never thought he could miss one person so much.

"So? Are you going to answer the question? Was he or wasn't he?" Brian asked.

Justin laughed again. "I'm not fucking telling you," he said.

"Oh, come on, Sunshine. Tell me. You know you want to," he urged.

"No way! You don't want to know anyway. Besides, if I say he was good you'll just make some sarcastic remark and try to make him look bad. If I say he was bad... well you'll do the same," Justin smirked.

"So what? I'm allowed to do that. He hurt my best friend," Brian pointed out.

"It wasn't his fault. It was mine. I should have been honest with him about applying to PIFA. I just.. I really didn't think I would get in."

"Don't you know by now that I don't give a shit what the reason is? He hurt you; I hate him; end of story." Justin smiled at the thought of Brian's loyalty.

"Okay, Mr. Sensitivity, I'm going to go to bed now," Justin told him.

"It's just as well. I've got to be up at 6:00a.m. Goodnight, Jus," Brian said.

"Goodnight. And Brian... thanks for calling. You made me feel better," Justin told him.

"Just doing my job," Brian smiled, tongue in cheek. Justin giggled and they both said "Later," and hung up.

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The weeks flew by, and Justin had kept himself busy with planning his first year of college in Pittsburgh, studying hard for his finals, drawing, and spending time with Daphne and his family. He hadn't spoken to John at all, and it was difficult to see him in class or pass him in the hall without saying anything to him, but he tried to make the best of it.

Before Justin knew it, high school had officially ended, and he was sitting in his cap and gown among his classmates, barely managing to listen to some boring speech the principal was making. Justin frowned as he listened to the Mr. Finley talk about how great of a Class this was, and how proud he was of all the students, and felt how they were all outstanding personalities with good morals.

"Yeah, I saw how true that was when you suspended me and not Chris Hobbs when he called me queer and punched me in the face," Justin thought bitterly and thought back to that day. He and Chris Hobbs had gotten into a pretty intense fight after that first punch, and he made sure to fight back as hard as he could.

The had principal ignored the fact that Justin had been called queer, and suspended him for two days not only for participating, but also for provoking the fight, which he did not do. All Chris got was an hour detention after school. Justin hated St. James Academy and most everyone there. High school was supposed to be the best years of your life, but he couldn't get out of there fast enough. If he had it his way he wouldn't have even gone to his own graduation, but there was no way his parents would let him skip it. They were proud of him and wanted to see him receive his diploma on stage.

Justin was just starting to doze off in his chair when Daphne elbowed him in his ribs.

"Justin, wake up, they're about to call our row now," Daphne said, helping him stand up.

"God, let's get it over with," Justin said grumpily.

He looked at the line of graduates ahead and then felt the familiar tightening in his chest when he noticed John staring at him. They stared at each other for a moment, and then John suddenly gave him a warm smile. Justin was stunned by his action, and smiled back at him tentatively. John turned around and followed the students in front of him to the stage.

When Justin's name was finally called, he walked on stage and accepted his diploma, then shook Mr. Finley's hand. He heard some people shouting his name in the audience and turned to see his family standing up, cheering and clapping. He smiled and waved at them, but was completely shocked when he saw Brian, sitting next to his sister, looking HOT as ever, cheering, clapping and whistling the loudest out of all of them, with a huge grin on his face. Justin gave him a his infamous sunshine smile, and he chuckled when he saw Brian laughing and then smirk at him, giving him a face that said he knew Justin was surprised to see him.

Justin walked off stage and followed the rest of the Class back to their seats. Justin squeezed Daphne's arm and started jumping up and down.

"He's here, Daph! Brian... he came!" Justin told her excitedly.

Daphne just grinned widely at him, no surprise evident on her face. "I know. I picked him up from the airport this morning," she said. "He rode over here with me and my parents so that you would be surprised. He left to go meet your family when we arrived," she told him.

Justin looked at her with an accusing smile. "You knew he was here? You sneaky little bitch!" he laughed, and then hugged her tightly.

"I love you too, asshole!" she laughed, hugging him back tightly. "Oh my God, he is so excited to see you. He couldn't shut up about it," she said rolling her eyes.

"I can't believe he's here," Justin smiled, feeling his heart flutter in excitement.

"Did you see how fucking hot he is now? Shit. Brian just gets better looking with age," Daphne told him.

"That's not surprising. I haven't seen him in forever, but he sends me pictures through email all the time, so I knew how he looked. But damn... he looks even hotter in person," Justin gushed, feeling his cock grow tight in his pants under his gown.

Justin waited impatiently for the rest of the Class to get their diplomas and arrive back in their seats so they could all toss their caps in the air. He just wanted to get the fuck away from all these assholes and get to Brian and his family.

When the ceremony was finally over, Justin ran to find his family in the crowd. He searched through all the smiling faces of the families here to see their loved ones graduate.

"Hey, Sunshine!" Justin heard, and turned around to see Brian and his family waving at him a few feet away. He immediately ran in their direction, and practically jumped into Brian's waiting arms. Brian hugged him tightly and lifted him up off the ground. Justin's head was light and he felt his eyes fill with unshed tears of happiness.

"Brian, I'm so glad you're here," he whispered into Brian's ear as the brunet continued to hold him, drowning in Brian's sweet delicious scent.

"I wouldn't have missed this for the world. Congratulations, you made it through Hell," Brian teased, causing Justin to laugh. He finally released the blond, and then they looked each other up and down, both mesmerized by how much the other had grown more handsome than the last time they had seen each other; their cocks twitching in their pants.

"Justin, we're so proud of you," Jennifer said, bringing Justin's attention to his family. He had forgotten they were even there!

"Thanks, Mom," he said, giving her and then his dad a hug.

"Are you surprised, Justin?" Molly asked. He gave his little sister a hug and kiss on the cheek.

"Sure am, Mollusk," he smiled.

"Did you all plan this?" Justin asked.

"Brian called a few weeks ago and said he wanted to attend your graduation, but he wasn't sure he could work it out so that he could. So we all kept it a secret just in case he wouldn't be able to make it. When he found he could come, he decided that he wanted to make it a surprise," Craig explained.

"It was the best surprise," Justin smiled. Brian blushed. He was aching to touch Justin again. All he could do was focus on the blond's smile and lips, and thought about how much he wanted to feel those lips against his own.

They all stood around for a while chatting, and soon Daphne and her family came over to join them. Brian hugged Daphne and congratulated her. For some reason Justin felt compelled to turn around, and his eyes fell upon John's, once again. John smiled at him as he had before. He was standing by his parents and a teacher, whom seemed deep in conversation.

"Um, I'll be right back, there's someone I need to say goodbye to," Justin told them all. Brian watched curiously as Justin and a good looking boy with green eyes and sandy blond hair walked towards each other. He had a feeling it was John, but wasn't sure.

Justin's heart pounded nervously as he walked up to John. "Hey," he said softly with a cautious smile.

"Hello, Justin," John told him, and then hugged him. "So, is that the infamous Brian?" he asked, looking over at Brian, who was trying not to be obvious about watching them.

"Yeah, he came to surprise me. I didn't know he was coming," Justin said. John nodded and then looked over at Brian again.

"I certainly see why you'd be so smitten with him," John gave a small smile. Justin laughed lightly and felt himself slightly blush.

"How have you been?" Justin then asked, seriously.

"Okay. You?"

"Same. I've... missed you. John, I'm so sorry, I --" John cut Justin off.

"Justin, you don't need to apologize. I don't blame you for wanting to leave this place or for wanting to find someone who is open about their sexuality. I was upset for a while, but after a few weeks of crying and thinking about it, I realized that you are right. Living your life in the closet is hard, and I wouldn't want you to sacrifice your happiness for me; that would just be fucking selfish. I just want you to be happy, Justin. I'm sorry I can't give you what you need," John told him. Justin hugged John again tightly.

"I'm sorry I can't give you what you need either," Justin whispered. Suddenly they heard a man's voice interrupting them.

"Justin, I believe a congratulations is in order." Justin pulled away from John, and saw that the other boy's parents were standing right there, John's father's hand outstretched towards him. Justin shook his hand and smiled, though it was forced. He had never really liked the man.

"Thank you, Mr. Pierce," he replied politely.

"We haven't seen you around much, Justin. We thought that maybe you and John had a fight," Mrs. Pierce said. Justin looked over at John, who looked uncomfortable.

"Things are fine, Mrs. Pierce. I've just been really busy lately," Justin assured her, and then smiled at John.

"John tells us that you've been accepted to an art school in Pittsburgh and will be attending there instead of Philadelphia University," Mr. Pierce said.

Justin nodded. "Yes, that's true," he replied, feeling a strange vibe from the man.

"I can't imagine your father was too pleased with you about this decision. He's a fine business man; I'm sure he expected you to follow in his lead and make him proud," Mr. Pierce said.

"Actually, Sir, both of my parents support my decision. They weren't too happy about me being so far away from home, but as far as a career goes, they expect me to follow my own lead, and do whatever makes me happy," Justin told the man sternly.

Mr. Pierce raised arched an eyebrow at Justin. "I don't doubt that at all, Justin. It's just that the art world is awfully competitive. You really had a much better chance of a good education here. Besides, those schools are always full of the more, shall I say... feminine types?" Mr. Pierce said snidely.

Justin immediately frowned and it took everything in him not to put the snobby homophobic prick in his place. He would have said something, but didn't want to give himself or the man's son away. If he admitted he was gay they would most likely accuse their son of it, and he knew John didn't want that.

"Dad," John said in a surprised tone, and then glared at his father. He gave Justin an apologetic look, embarrassed that his father was being so rude.

"Oh, dear, I'm sure Justin isn't one of those types or would even associate with them," Mrs. Pierce said, patting her husband on the arm. Justin gritted his teeth and tried to keep his composure. He suddenly felt very sorry for John, but now could understand why his ex was so adamant about keeping his sexuality a secret.

"Yes, well, I must get back to my family now. John, maybe we'll talk before I leave for Philly," he said. John nodded his head and gave him a sad smile. Justin walked away from them with a horrible feeling in his stomach.

As he reached the smiley group of people that he loved so much, he felt so grateful that he had them, and that they were nothing like the Pierce's.

"Sweetie, there you are. We were just saying that we'd like to go out for a celebration dinner tonight. How about we go home and relax a while, and then we'll go out to a restaurant of your choice?" Jennifer asked. Justin smiled back at his mother, and suddenly took her in his arms, hugging her and then kissed her cheek.

"Sounds great, Mom. Let's go," he told them. They all happily made their way to the family's SUV and headed back to the Taylor household.