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Part 2

fat burgers Justin and Kevin like. The guest rooms are all aired out for when we inevitably have drunken guests crash here and I even bought band aids with Sponge Bob Square pants on in case the kids have any accidents. The party will be a success, they’re our friends, things don’t have to be perfect.

“Want to bet Chris, Nick and Justin will have those band aids on by the end of the night?” Sighing, Lance leaned back against Howie. “You’re right. I just want it to be special you know.”

“I know. But it would be special even if it was just us, two dry buns and a can of cheap hot dogs. I just want to be with you, and remember back when. Our friends being here is just a bonus, so don’t worry so much. We’re going to have a wonderful BBQ and celebrate our anniversary in style. Maybe I’ll tell the others how I fell in love with a wildcat with gleaming eyes and white teeth.”

“I think they know that one already.”

“So I’ll tell it again. I love you Lance Bass and I don’t care who knows it.” Hugging Lance tighter for a moment, Howie kissed him against his neck then stood. “The marinade should be ready now; I’ll go and get it while you tell me again how you would have won a fight with Kevin.”