"So what's time is our plane?" asked Howie spreading the jelly on his toast.

"9:30" said Kevin.

"It's hard to believe we'll finally be home" said Nick

"I know what you mean" said Kevin.

"Ok, who's cell is ringing" said Brian.

"Not mine" said A.J.

"It's mine, hello?"

"Hey Kev, it's Mark. Are you guys eating?"

"Working our way through breakfast" said Kevin.

"You know your plain leaves at 9:30" said Mark.

"Yeah."

"You guys have a good time, enjoy your vacation" said Mark.

"Good time is our middle name. Isn't that right guys" said Kevin.

"We know it's Brian's, Leighann is here" said Nick laughing.

"Do you always have to be a goof" said Brian.

"I'm the baby, what do you expect" said Nick.

"Guy's pipe down, I can't hear Mark. Yeah, we'll get with you next week on that" said Kevin as he hung up the phone.

"I think I'm going to head up and take a shower before we hit the airport" said Howie.

"I still need to finish packing" said AJ.

"Packing, I haven't even started" said Nick.

"You were supposed to be packing last night. What were you doing" said Brian.

"I got a little sidetracked" replied Nick.

"If your not ready to go we're leaving your butt here" said Brian.

"I can pack in five minutes, I'll be ready."

"Five minutes, you can't do anything in five minutes" said Howie.

"Ok, he was slow but Howie was wrong. He could do one thing in five minutes. One thing that...No, I have to stop. I cannot keep doing this" said Nick running a hand through his hair. Sliding the key through the door. He didn't bother to lock it behind him as he flopped onto the bed. They were going home. He should be happy. He wanted to be but going home meant their would be no more waking up to Howie's face. No more innocent or not so innocent brushes against him as they danced onstage. It wasn't a vacation, it was 2 months of torture, that's what it was.

"Hey, can I come in" said Howie peering around the door.

"Yeah, sure" said Nick sitting up.

"Can I borrow your shaving cream? I can't seem to find mine anywhere." said Howie as he smoothed back his wet hair, a towel barely clinging to his waist. "Earth to Nick, hello" said Howie.

Trying to gain his composure he could utter no words. Instead pointing in the direction of the bag on the counter.

"Thanks man. Are you ok?" asked Howie concerned.

"Ok, of course he wasn't ok. How could he be ok with Howie standing in front of him half-naked and wet" Nick thought to himself.

"I'm fine" replied Nick.

"You know, I'm starting to worry about you" said Howie laughing.

Watching as Howie made his way into the bathroom Nick tried to shake the thoughts filling his head. He had to get a grip before Howie noticed something. Better yet before Howie noticed the -----. Taking the bags from the drawer he dumper the contents into the open suitcase. He never had been one for organization, at least when it came to packing.

"I can't wait to get home. It's going to be so great having two whole months off" said Howie as he sprayed the creamy foam into his hands. Watching a Howie leaned over the sink Nick stifled a moan as the towel inched up further.

"Yeah it's going to be great" said Nick stammering.

"So what do you think. Do I look great" said Howie running a finger down his freshly shaven skin.

"You look perfect, as always" said Nick.

"Thanks for the loan. Remember we have to be downstairs in five minutes" said Howie.

"I'm coming just need to zip up my suitcase.

"Why, why did he have to borrow his shaving cream. Why not Kevin's or AJ's. How was he ever going to hide the throbbing hard that now ached against the tightness of his jeans. Pulling the oversized shirt from his waistband he stared in the mirror. Hopefully it would be enough. Hopefully they wouldn't notice.