A Touch of Class (LucianLuna & Roninc30)
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				Title: <strong>A Touch of Class (LucianLuna &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 06:38:19</strong>
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				Adam awoke to the sound of a blaring car horn and two bright lights heading straight for him.&nbsp; For a second, he didn't know where he was.<br><br>It hit him a heartbeat later.&nbsp; He was in his car, driving down the interstate, and was about half a second from loosing a game of chicken with a rather large SUV.&nbsp; <br><br>Jerking the wheel of his Jaguar to the right, he narrowly avoided plowing headfirst into a ditch, but finally, thankfully, managed to get back on the road, now wide awake.<br><br>It had been stupid, thinking he could drive home after a day of boring board meetings in the city.&nbsp; He still had nearly 2 hours to go, and already he'd dozed off twice....this last time almost fatally.<br><br>Coffee.&nbsp; That was his only focus at the moment.&nbsp; He needed it...<em>now</em>.<br><br>Drifting onto the exit lane, he drove into a small town he'd never even heard of, looking for some place - any place - that might have caffiene of some sort.&nbsp; Just as he was about to give in and get back on the highway, he saw it - a small diner with a flashing neon sign that merrily proclaimed they were "Open 24/7!"<br><br>Five minutes later, he was sitting in a booth inside the place, not another customer in sight.&nbsp; Nor waitress, for that matter.&nbsp; <br><br>Diner's weren't exactly his thing, so he didn't know if maybe they let the servers off when there were no customers or if they were all taking a smoke break.&nbsp; All was silent for a moment until finally, he heard something from the direction of the kitchen.&nbsp; Apparently the cook took orders when it was slow?<br><br>Just to make sure someone knew he was waiting, Adam cleared his throat and knocked over a saltshaker, making as much noise as possible.&nbsp; As he was scooping the salt back up from the table, he wondered if he'd managed to catch someone's attention or just succeeded in making a mess.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Touch of Class (LucianLuna &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LucianLuna</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 06:50:10</strong>
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				Lucian was in the kitchen cleaning up the dishes from the day. All the other workers had gone home and it was his turn at working night shift. Normally no one came in during the night so after he cleaned up he had time to himself, but this night was different as he heard the noise from the front. None of the locals would come in this late. he came out from the kitchen, wiping his hands on his apron as he saw the man. Lucian was only 19 but was already a trusted chef in the place. He had blond hair and ice blue eyes and was wearing black slacks and a white dress shirt under his apron. He started walking towards the table. "Hello sir. What can I get you or do you need a menu first? What brings you to this place so late? Don't think I've seen you around here before."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Touch of Class (LucianLuna &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 03:14:41</strong>
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				Adam tried to stifle a yawn as he heard the friendly male voice next to him.&nbsp; <br><br>He looked up and was speechless for a moment as he looked at the man speaking.&nbsp; He was gorgeous...so gorgeous, it actually took Adam a moment to remember what he'd asked.&nbsp; <br><br>"I....yes.&nbsp; I mean, no, I don't need a menu."&nbsp; He smiled easily, getting his footing.&nbsp; Never one to be nervous around anyone he thought was attractive, he certainly wasn't going to start now, just because this was the best looking man he' ever laid eyes on.&nbsp; "Never been here before, actually.&nbsp; Just passing through on my way home and nearly wiped out another car - and a ditch - I was so tired.&nbsp; So I thought it was high time for some caffeine.&nbsp; And maybe...pie or something?&nbsp; Do you have anything that's good for a nice sugar rush?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Touch of Class (LucianLuna &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LucianLuna</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 03:34:42</strong>
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				"Ok coffee it is." Then he grinned. "Do we ever. I'll bring out a couple of brownies for you. My own special recipe sir." He went back to the kitchen and poured a mug of coffee then grabbed two brownies, frosted and toped with nuts. he came back and put the brownies and the coffee in front of the customer along with creamer and sugar if he wanted any in the coffee. 'here you go sir, enjoy." He went over to the counter nad grabbed a rag then started wiping it down as he watched the man. He couldn't seem to keep his eyes off of him. he couldn't believe his luck. That someone as good looking as this man should come into his shift. This was turning into a good night for him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Touch of Class (LucianLuna &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 05:34:52</strong>
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				Adam was single, having broken off with the last man he'd been in a relationship of 3 years with when he'd caught him cheating about 4 months perviously, so he was just lonely enough to feel comfortable flirting, especially since he'd caught the other man looking at him more than once.<br><br>He'd eaten one of the brownies and had a few sips of coffee when he turned to the cook and smiled.&nbsp; "It's pretty dead in here at the moment.&nbsp; Care to join me in this last - delicious, by the way - brownie?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Touch of Class (LucianLuna &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LucianLuna</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 05:40:39</strong>
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				"It's always dead at night. Gets pretty lonely working the night shift. Sure, I'd love that sir." He put the rag down and wiped his hands on the apron again as he walked over to where the man was sitting and sat down across from him. "Thank you. The brownies are our most popular desert here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Touch of Class (LucianLuna &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 05:59:57</strong>
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				Adam cut the brownie in half and slid the plate in the middle of the table.&nbsp; "I can see why.&nbsp; Seems your special recipe should be marketed."<br><br>He wiped his hand on his napkin and held it out.&nbsp; "I'm Adam, by the way."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Touch of Class (LucianLuna &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LucianLuna</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 06:21:41</strong>
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				"I wouldn't know how to go about marketing them." He shakes the mans hand "Nice to meet you Adam, I'm Lucian."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Touch of Class (LucianLuna &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 03:41:02</strong>
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				Adam smiled as he shook Lucian's hand.&nbsp; "Well, my sincere compliments to the cook."&nbsp; He let his hand drop and continued, wanting to know more about the other man, but not wanting to come on too strong.&nbsp; He didn't see a wedding band, so that was something. So...you cook by night.&nbsp; What is it you do by day, if I might ask?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Touch of Class (LucianLuna &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LucianLuna</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 04:20:35</strong>
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				"I try to stay out of trouble as much as possible, don't do to well at that. I live with my older brother. Sometime sI go swimming in the lake, or horseback riding. I enjoy cooking so even when not here I'd be cooking stuff at home. I also read and draw. Not really that interesting but I do also like rock climbing. I like all extreme sports. The more dangerous it is the more I like it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Touch of Class (LucianLuna &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 14:58:04</strong>
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				"Ah, an adventurer."&nbsp; Adam was impressed.&nbsp; "I've never tried rock climbing but I do a bit of scuba diving and parachuting.&nbsp; I love horses too...I've got a few I love dearly.&nbsp; Ride them every chance I get."&nbsp; He glanced out the window at the small town, one which apparently only had one red light.&nbsp; "So where do you rock climb around here?&nbsp; I know it's dark, but this place didn't seem like a tourist attraction for anything exciting like that."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Touch of Class (LucianLuna &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LucianLuna</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 21:04:57</strong>
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				"No place around here. I had a rock climbing wall put in at my house so I could do it there. What kind of horses do you have? I have a black stallion at my brother's house. Diving and parachuting would be fun. No place to do those things here though." He took a bit of his half of the brownie as he talked to the man.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Touch of Class (LucianLuna &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 01:05:10</strong>
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				"I have a stable full of horses," Adam said, liking the other man's sense of adventure.&nbsp; "I try and ride every weekend - I was actually thinking of a little camping trip via horseback next Saturday.&nbsp; My brother was going, but he had to fly out of the country on business this morning so he cancelled.&nbsp; If you'd like, you're more than welcome to join me.&nbsp; It's on my property just outsdie of the city and I know for a fact there are plenty of caves to explore and rocks to climb....if you're interested?'<br><br>It was obvious he was asking if Lucian was interested in more than going on a camping trip.&nbsp; Adam never had been one for subtleties.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Touch of Class (LucianLuna &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LucianLuna</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 01:13:42</strong>
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				"Sounds like fun. I'd love to go sir. I'm sure I could get the weekend of since I haven't taken a vacation yet. Just give me the direction to your place and I'll make sure to make it there. What time do you want me to show up?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Touch of Class (LucianLuna &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 15:34:39</strong>
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				"Excellent."&nbsp; Adam grinned and leaned back against the booth.&nbsp; "And call me Adam, please.&nbsp; Sir makes me feel old.&nbsp; Besides.....you just agreed to go on a date with me.&nbsp; We should at least be on a first name basis."<br><br>He leaned forward, fished a business card out of his wallet and wrote his address on the back.&nbsp; It's a good 2 hour drive.&nbsp; How about 11 a.m.&nbsp; I'll have everything ready and we can go as soon as you get there."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Touch of Class (LucianLuna &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LucianLuna</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 20:12:13</strong>
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				"Ok Adam. I'll be sure to be there on time. My name's Lucian. It was nice meeting you." Lucian took the card and glanced at the info before putting it in his pants pocket then finished his half of the brownie. "Can I get ou anything else Adam? Maybe a refill on your coffee."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Touch of Class (LucianLuna &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 18:00:44</strong>
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				"How about a refill to go?" Adam agreed, slipping from the booth and making his way over to the cash register.&nbsp; He didn't even wait for the check, and instead lay a twenty dollar bill on the counter.&nbsp; "Keep the change," he said, waving his hand.&nbsp; "I needed the company more than I needed the caffeine, I think.&nbsp; Especially since it was such handsome company at that."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Touch of Class (LucianLuna &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LucianLuna</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 19:28:53</strong>
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				Lucian stood up and got him a coffee to go then brought it over to the register. "You sure? That's a big tip. Well I'm glad I was such good company for you sir. I can't wait for this weekend." He put the twenty in the register and took out the change. "You sure you don't want your change?" No one ever tipped in this town so he was surprised the man had given him such a big tip. He put the money in his pocket as he closed the register and waited for the man to answer his question.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Touch of Class (LucianLuna &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 10:51:39</strong>
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				"I'm sure," Adam nodded.&nbsp; "And I can't wait either.&nbsp; It'll be nice to be around someone other than my brother.&nbsp; He can be a bit of an ass sometime."&nbsp; He turned and started to walk toward the door, wanting to make sure he'd been perfectly clear.&nbsp; "I...you realize I'm not just asking so you can rock climb?&nbsp; I mean....I am, but....I'm asking you out on a date, right?&nbsp; I'm the man at work, but when it comes to my personal life....I get a little off balance, so....just checking that we're on the same page."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Touch of Class (LucianLuna &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LucianLuna</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 11:11:53</strong>
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				Lucian smiled over at the man.&nbsp; "I understand. I knew it wasn't just rock climbing. Should I bring my own horse?" Oh he would love to show the man Diablo and there was a very good reason he named his horse that. Lucian was the only one that could ride it without getting thrown. At least if the horse had a saddle he was, without&nbsp; a saddle the horse would even try to buck Lucian off. "Or do you have a horse for me already?"
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