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He decided it might be better if he tried not to stir Trevor too much, and circled round to the passenger side of the car. Opening the door, he leaned in and unfastened the seat belt. He lifted Trevor’s arm to slide it around his neck, pulling him from the car with a groan.
“Damn, you’re heavy. Just hold on to me.” With a gentle kick to close the car door, Reed added, “Come on, let’s get you inside. It’s chilly out here.” He kept a tight hold on Trevor as they stumbled across the dark parking lot; the chilly late April air danced across their skin caused him to hurry Trevor to the front door of the apartment.
“Here we are, home at last. Shit!” Reed reached for the door, and found it locked. Propping Trevor against the bricks, one steadying hand on Trevor’s chest, he searched the pockets for the house key. “Trevor, did Rylie give you a key? I need your keys. Help me out here. Keys, please.”
Trevor looked at Reed, his eyes just barely small slits, and a grin spread across his lips. “My name is Trevor, not Key. The Keys are in Florida, I think. I can’t really remember for sure right now though. You have the most striking eyes, did you know that?” Trevor looked around the porch, then down to where Reed’s hands were on him, and his grin widened. “I don’t think it’s a good idea to go at it on the porch with the lights on, but move your hand over just a little and yeah...” He moaned, dropping his head back with a thump on the brick wall.
“No, don’t stop,” Trevor said, jerking his head forward when Reed finally found the keys. Reed reached over to unlock the front door, pushing it open. He pulled the drunken man forward, trying to get him through the door. Trevor did cooperate but stumbled, and then fell hard against Reed’s chest.
“Are you all right?” Reed asked, trying to help keep Trevor on his feet.
“I don’t normally drink this much. HANG ON! I got this. Come on,” Trevor replied, lurching through the living room. Reed stayed directly behind him, keeping the pictures on the wall and the furniture upright.
“Stay here. I’ll be back,” Trevor said, as he reached the door of the guest bedroom. He wobbled off to the bathroom, and Reed smiled as he looked around. Even though Trevor had been here for a few days, the room was spotless, not a thing out of place, no suitcase, or travel bag anywhere in sight. Walking to the dresser, Reed ran his finger across the different bottles of expensive colognes lying out. He palmed the closest bottle, lifting it to his nose, inhaling deeply. Trevor chose to wear this scent tonight, and Reed thought it suited him completely. Setting the bottle back in its place, he noticed a small collection of cuff-links. Expensive cologne and cuff-links. Reed needed to remember this for future gifts.
He picked up a few snapshots lying on the dresser. Rylie, Trevor, and Brody...all in combat gear. Reed looked closer; the three men smiled in the pictures, but they looked more like warriors than soldiers. Rylie carried a sense of weariness in his eyes, and Reed noticed the other two men wore similar expressions. Looking closer, Reed decided perhaps weariness wasn’t the right word. Maybe it centered more in a sadness of things they’d witnessed over the years. They were too young to bear that kind of knowledge, those kinds of memories.
A loud crash startled Reed from his musings. He hurried to the bathroom door, knocking lightly. “Trevor, are you okay? Do you need me to help you?”
“Nah, I’m good. Hang on! Don’t leave!”
Another loud bang sounded, and then several minutes passed before the door opened. Reed’s lips slid into a slow, wicked smile as he gazed at the suddenly naked man. Trevor’s hair was wet, standing up in every direction, but Reed paid no attention to it. His full concentration remained fixed on Trevor’s body. Just as he’d guessed, there wasn’t an ounce of fat anywhere on the sculpted body standing before him. This man