Hearing a slight click, click, click coming from the open door of the washroom, Kay looked over at Jack, as she got ready to leave for the day. "Jay's not doing a K-town for a session with his bro's today?" she asked, using the lingo she'd picked up from Jay. Jack smiled, as he heard the lingo, while his mind worked furiously to translate. "No, it's a bit strange; he's not going to Kelowna to skateboard with his friends," he replied. Jay had recently been giving Jack the cold shoulder, and, for the life of him, Jack could not figure out why. He had decided Jay would tell him sooner or later, so he had decided not to push. Hearing Kay leave for the day, Jay slid his board under his workbench, letting out a snort, as he gently rubbed his ass cheeks in remembrance of the day Jack stepped on one of the boards and went for a ride across the room. Even though Jay did manage to catch his lover before he landed on his ass, the swat he got to remind him to always put his toys away hurt like a bitch, and stung for a while. Going across the hall to the shop, he leaned against the door and watched his lover put the trays of rings away in the safe. Jay noticed the worn out look on his lover's handsome face. "Need help?" he asked, finally feeling like he could actually talk to his lover instead of hiding from him. "Sure," Jack replied easily. "Could you sweep the floor for me?" He was glad Jay was finally talking to him. Pushing off the door frame, Jay headed into the office to retrieve the needed items. Once the floor was swept and the shop was "Jack" clean, which, to Jay, took forever, and letting out a sigh, he knew it was now or never. "How come you didn't listen to me the other day?" he asked, just as Jack locked up the safe. Jack looked up, confused. "You think I didn't listen to you?" he asked. "Let's go upstairs, and then I promise to listen to everything you say." As he stepped into the loft, Jay kicked off his deck shoes and flipped on the light. Going over to the the sofa, he sat down, then pulled his legs up to wrap his arms around them in a self hug, resting his chin on his knees, thinking on how and what he was going to say. "How come you didn't listen to me when I said the fight was waiting for me?" he asked, as Jack sat down. Jack slightly raised an eyebrow at that. "I thought I had listened to that," he replied, "But I believe there were other things you could have done before walking into a fight; maybe called the police and reported this "Wheels" guy after he attacked you the first time. According to the policeman I talked to, while you were being checked out, they've been itching to arrest this guy for ages. But I am listening if you want to explain why you think the fight was waiting for you." Jack resisted the urge to pull Jay into a hug at the moment. Jay let out a sigh "Skaters don't call cops, especially a gay skater. Besides, they would of wanted to know his name, and I didn't know that until Bill said it," Jay told him. "As for it waiting for me, what would you call it when every time you went to your hangout, that same dude was there waiting to knock your head off because you're different." Letting out a breath, he said, "The only way that fight would not have happened is for me to stop skating at that park. I've been trying to avoid him for three months. If he's there the next time I go, I'll rip up my park pass." Looking up at Jack, he asked, "I'm not making sense, am I?" "Yes, you're making sense," Jack replied. "He won't be there the next time you go to the park. The police have picked him up for assault, and he's been denied bail. This is not his first offense. What worried me, for a while, was that Billy would be in trouble as well. I suppose it's lucky for him that juvenile records are sealed, and the two policemen didn't know him. I think it might be an idea to cure you of this fear of cops you have," Jack mused, pulling Jay into a hug, as he saw his Brat's eyes widen. "Here in Jade Heights and Kelowna, you are Jason Copeland, partner of the jeweler, Jack McCallum, not Jason Copeland, son of..., or brother of.... Being gay is of no interest, especially when you know our police chief openly lives in town with his boyfriend. I understand that you feel I didn't listen to you, but in this particular case, you went looking for him. Now if my impression is wrong, tell me. I don't see Billy going with you because he wants to learn how to skate." Jack's voice was even, but firm. Pulling back just a bit, Jay looked into his lover's eyes, opening his mouth to protest about it. "Yeah, you got me there," he replied. Relaxing back into his man's arms, he felt comfortable there, as well as safe. "Sorry about the cold shoulder," he said, giving Jack's chin a nip. "So do you want to go watch the skate-offs that I'm in next weekend?" he asked. This would be the first time he invited Jack into this part of his group. "Hell, yes," Jack replied, with an easy grin. "Baby, next time, don't give me the cold shoulder; talk to me. This is a two-way street; I'm your partner. I need to know if things are wrong." He stood up, carrying Jay over to the bed, and started to kiss him all over, slowly removing bits of clothing as he did so. Fumbling with the button on Jack's shirt, Jay finally got frustrated and pulled the shirt open, sending buttons flying. Taking his lover's mouth with his, he kissed him deep, while working the belt loose of his partner's pants with one hand, while the other one was busy playing with the hard nipple under his finger tips. At first, he would gently rub the nipple. Then, when he heard the soft moan come from his lover, he let his thumb rub across the hardened tip, as he heard the growl come from the man he loved. He would then drag his nail across it, sending light shivers through the body above him. "Fuck me, my sweets," he whispered, when he broke the kiss. Jack didn't answer, but held his lover's hands still, as he leaned over and began to lick Jay's nipples. Then he slowly went down to Jay's belly button, and letting go of Jay's hand, he took his lover's cock into his mouth. Grabbing bedding with both hands, Jay's eyes closed tight, and he arched his back. "Ohmmm," was all he said, as he came. He knew Jack loved it best when they both came together; actually, they both loved it when that happened, but sometimes it just happened. "Sorry," he mumbled, when he got his breathing under control. Jack just laughed. "If I didn't want you to cum, I wouldn't have sucked your cock." He reached over and grabbed the lube from the side table. Then he flipped Jay over, and began to run kisses down his back. He waited until Jay was humming again, and gently inserted a well-lubed finger in to Jay's opening. Slowly, he added a second. When he heard Jay keening in need, he withdrew his fingers, lubed his cock, and plunged in, driving deep with the first thrust. Jay loved the way his lover made his body feel; at the moment, his mind was mush; he was unable to think or respond to what his man was doing to him. He purred as Jack finger-fucked him, but pushed back when his lover plunged deep into the waiting cavity. Placing his arms under him, Jay lightly stroked himself with one hand, while the other hand gently slid under Jack's hard cock, as he was fucked. Jack managed to hold on until Jay came, and followed close after. He curled around his lover, as they both came down. "Jay, I want to make sure we've sorted everything out," Jack said, a little bit later. "Do you feel I've listened to you, and do you understand why you got paddled for fighting?" Rolling over onto his back, he looked up at Jack. "Yeah, in your own way you did listen to me, and, yeah, I know why I got paddled," Jay told him. "I'm sorry I got Bill involved, and he got into trouble because of me," he said, looking totally ashamed of himself. "Yeah, I know, I think, it was me who was not listening to what was going on around me." "Okay," Jack replied. "From now on we make sure we listen to each other more. What better way to seal the deal than with more sex," he smiled wickedly at Jay, and then pounced.