Just A Number..

"Its opens that front door, buts its kinda also the key to my heart....."
Quincy blushed lightly, he felt kinda stupid.

Zac giggled as he kissed Quincy sweetly.
"I love it." He smiled. "You're blushing." He grinned.

"Yeah...So if you ever need me or anything you got a key." He pulled Zac into his arms.
"And I dotn blush."

"Apparently you do." Zac giggled, poking Quincy's cheek.

"You know what, gimme my key back I dont want you in my house." He chuckled and he tickled Zac's ribs.

Zac squealed and giggled, trying to squirm away from Quincy as he was tickled.

Quincy pulled him back, attacking his ribs with is finges.
"Give me the key or dieeeeeeee."

Zac stuck his tongue out as he put the key in his mouth.
"MY key. Miiiine." He giggled, still squealing.

"Oh no you did NOT!!"
He put Zac on his back, climbing on top of the small body, kissing him and taking the key into his own mouth.

"Nooo!" Zac pouted before returning the kiss and taking the key back, clamping his lips shut tightly.

Quincy ran his tongue between Zac's lips, trying to get him to open up.

Zac pouted.
"You are not playing fair." He smirked as he opened his mouth.

Quincy fished the key out, dropping it on Zac's chest before leaning back down, kissing him deeply.

Zac smiled against his lips.
"So mean... unfair." He giggled softly.

Quincy rested there foreheads together.
"I left you the key, im not mean."

"Well you cheated to get it." He stuck his tongue out, smirking.

"You didnt have to open up. You just wanted to." He winked with a soft grin.

Zac smiled softly and dried the key off on his shirt before putting the necklace on.
"Y'know I hate when you're right." He winked before pecking his nose.

Quincy laughed, hugging Zac to his chest tightly.
"Man what a night."

"I know... damn." Zac shook his head. He had been trying to forget about all he'd been through in the past twenty four hours but he couldn't....
He didn't know that Kevin was supposed to be right back to the house or else he would've gone and told his father.

Kevin was laying at the foot of the bed, just limply laying there like a bead body.

Zac crawled over to him.
"Momma?" He said quietly, wondering if he was capable of responding.

Kevin just stared at him in wonder, his dark eyes void as he stared at his baby.

"I love you..." Zac sighed and moved away. "Dad is gonna.... I don't know what dad's gonna do..."

"He had just be glad we got him before someone else did. Then he would be nothing but a sex slave." Quincy sighed, picking up a cigarette and lighting it, taking a puff.