He had chosen a strategic parking spot along the street closer to the pool area where he was supposed to sneak in.  Andreas had no idea how long it took to disable the cameras, but he was fine with waiting long enough to smoke a cigarette and clear his head.  The ride back to Alex’s car and the parting kiss both had him worked up in more than one way.  He wasn’t the type to get that excited, especially over some relationship.  He knew he was a heartbreaker through and through, picking up whoever he wanted for some fun while he was in an area, then moving on.  Sometimes he came up with some lie as to why he had to go, sometimes he’d simply vanish in the night like a ghost.  He’d wait a while, then find someone new.<br/><br/>And yet it didn’t set well with him, the thought of doing that with Alex.  This was someone who was depending on him.  Would he even make it in the real world with no one to care for him?  Would he be alright all alone?  Andreas thought of the man’s father, of Frank, and then of the idiot in the bathroom who’d tried to help himself.  The answer was a resounding<i>no</i>.  Andreas would have to keep his beautiful little rescue forever.  And he was fine with that.<br/><br/>Cigarette break over.  Time to move.<br/><br/>He headed in through where Alex had previously instructed and began checking the grounds and the lower levels of the house for any activity.  If he found someone… he’d deal with it.<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>Richard was sitting in his study, glancing at the clock every few minutes.  Irritation grew into a low, simmering rage with every tick.  Alex should’ve been back from his class forever ago.  He’d given the boy that much freedom, letting him get out of the house for some activity, even going so far as to let him drive himself there.  Between the kiss behind the club and this latest infraction, Richard was at the end of his rope.  He’d have to hire someone to start taking Alex where he needed to go.  Though, if he’d snuck off to see that man again…<br/><br/>He heard movement in the house and sighed in relief.  At least Alex had come home.  That wasn’t enough to excuse his tardiness, though, and so Richard rose up from his seat, straightened his expensive suit, and went to find his son.<br/><br/>The first thing he noticed was the music.  Alex’s voice came through a moment later.  Richard came to a stop in the doorway and felt his blood run cold.  His son was happily packing.  The rage that had calmed from earlier was flaring back up.  What would’ve been only a harsh lecture and mild punishment would now have to be much more severe.<br/><br/>“Planning a trip?” he asked to his clueless son’s back.