Charlie spent the next week waiting on Zane hand and foot. He took great care of him. They sat on the patio out back while the others were hunting,

Hale and Jack were helping the Council and the house was empty. They talked about everything. Zane was easy to talk to and Charlie knew he was in love with this man. He couldn't fight it and wasn't sure he wanted to.

"Thanks for the tea but I'm not an old lady. Is there any Scotch or something?" Zane asked.

Charlie laughed. "Coming up." He poured two tea cups of Scotch and sat on the patio with his man. "Here."

"Charlie. You don't have to wait on me like that. I can get stuff. I can move. I really appreciate it though." Zane sighed and took a sip. He smiled at the teacup sitting on the small table.

Charlie smiled and took a sip. "I know that, Zane, but I can help you out while you're healing. Let me spoil you for just a little while. I'm enjoying it. I have never had a person to take care of."

Zane smiled. "I always take care of Harper."

"See. Time to take a break and let someone take care of you." Charlie watched Zane.

"Well, fine. I just...I appreciate it, Charlie." Zane sighed.

"I know, Zane." They watched the sun set.

Zane wanted to be honest. "I feel spoiled and may never be able to sleep without you!"

Charlie smiled. "That's good news. I may never be able to peel myself away from you. I love laying with you and watching you sleep."

Zane gave up. "So, you don't sleep every night?"

"No. About every third night. I usually spend my time writing music and recording with the band. We all live close by. When this is over...and it's safe again...I would love to show you my house." Charlie cleared his throat.

Zane shook his head. "Okay." He was just realizing how his life would change. He couldn't live in his house that he shared with Smith. He would have to move. "I have a lot to do when I recover. I have to move and find a place to live. I'm not moving in with you, Charlie. Yet." He smiled.

Charlie smirked at Zane. "We will see how things go. I'm not letting you go, Zane."

"I know, Charlie. I just...I don't want to rely on you or take advantage of you. I want you to know for sure that I love you for who you are, not what you have to offer me." He wasn't thinking about his words.

Charlie was stunned. "So, you love me?"

Zane downed his Scotch. "I didn't mean it. It's the medication!"

"It's just an over-the-counter pain killer." Charlie chuckled. "When you are ready to talk about that, we will. I'm still taking you to my house. Kidnapping you. Tie you to the bed and enjoy you properly!"

Zane moaned. "Charlie, you are terrible for an injured person!"

"Sorry. Well, no. I mean every word. I may use food. Maybe blood-based chocolate syrup or something. Lick your entire body and begin again. Make sure you are good and satisfied." Charlie had to stop because he was getting turned on and Zane wasn't physically ready for the mad sex he was planning.

Zane moaned. "You should stop there! I'm not ready for that. Well, I am but...I will break another rib or something. A hip maybe!" Charlie laughed with Zane, who was holding his ribs and trying not to laugh. He took a sharp breath.

"I don't want to break you, Zane."

"I may want you to try!" Zane smiled and Charlie growled.

The sun was shining when Zane opened his eyes. Charlie was sleeping next to him and it was too early for his vampire. He wasn't sure if Charlie was asleep or just laying there with his eyes closed.

Zane propped himself on an elbow and watched Charlie. He wanted to study his face. Charlie had smooth skin that was almost translucent. Vampire skin.

He was very pretty for a guy but he wouldn't say that out loud. Charlie had enough muscle to kill him with one hand. Charlie had taken his hair out of the ponytail. It was long, dark and curly. It cascaded over the pillow.

Zane could wake up to look at him every day. He had long dark lashes and gauges in his ears. They weren't grotesque, maybe big enough to fit a small pinky finger in. His tongue was pierced, Zane had felt that a few times during those amazing passion filled kisses.

Charlie's left arm was tattooed all the way up and around his shoulder and he had a couple on his chest and one around his belly button. His belly button was pierced. His right arm was free of tattoos. Zane liked the contrast. It just hit Zane that Charlie wasn't wearing a shirt.

Zane felt bad because he was very aroused. He thought 'what the hell' and leaned in and kissed Charlie softly. Charlie woke to Zane kissing him and all he could do was sigh. He pulled Zane down and felt him melt. This broke his resolve to behave. He almost moaned as Zane's body settled onto Charlie's body. They aligned and touched. Zane touched Charlie everywhere and he wasn't doing a thing to stop him.

"Morning." Charlie blurted in between fantastic kisses.

"Mmm, morning. Sorry. I don't know what happened." Zane stopped kissing and looked at Charlie.

Charlie smiled. "Who cares. Kiss me again and don't stop!" He wasn't interested in stopping whatever this was. He wanted this man on top of him.

"Shit! I don't want to but should we stop?" Zane asked. He didn't know anymore. "I mean we just met and..." Their bodies were grinding together.

"I know. We just met and I killed your husband." Charlie finished Zane's sentence.

"Right. Kiss me you sexy vampire." Zane looked in Charlie's eyes and leaned in for another kiss.

"Damn it." Charlie cursed as he kissed Zane again. "I know that I should get up but what the hell. If you kiss me again, I'm not stopping there, Zane. I want you. I want to feel you everywhere." He was already sliding his hands under Zane's shirt and up his back. One hand slid into his jeans.

Zane just closed his eyes and kissed Charlie hard. He would give Charlie anything he wanted. Charlie accepted that and took everything and he gave Zane everything. They were equally cursed. He spent some time loving Zane and pleasing their bodies. Trying not to break him as he slid into him and they both fell into bliss.

Charlie looked at Zane as they laid on the bed catching their breath. Charlie was still draped over Zane. "Are you okay?" He was out of breath.

Zane smiled. "Fantastic. You?"

Charlie growled. "Fantastic. I didn't break anything, did I?" He gently rolled off onto his back.

Zane chuckled. "No. My hip is intact and my ribs are...well, they still hurt but that was from before. No new pain. I feel great. We probably shouldn't have but...I want to do it again!"

Charlie smiled as he looked at Zane. "Me too!

"I'm going to show you why I got my tongue pierced." Charlie smiled a wicked smile. Zane was about to ask but he figured it out pretty quick as Charlie dragged his tongue down Zane's body and pleased him thoroughly.

Charlie loved the noises coming from Zane's mouth as he licked and sucked his sensitive member. Zane arched his back and Charlie smiled. He pulled his mouth to the tip for a moment but never releasing his query. "You okay?" His tongue ring was in a sensitive position which he knew.

Zane moaned and nodded wildly. "Yes!" He was breathless. "No one....Ever...Charlie!"

Charlie smiled. "That pleases me! Hold on, Zane. There's more!" His mouth continued where it stopped and Zane's mind melted.

Zane moaned as Charlie finished pleasing him. "That...!" He was speechless.

Charlie smiled. "Good, huh?"

Zane nodded. He was getting his tongue pierced soon. "Should I pierce my tongue?" He smiled at Charlie.

Charlie laughed. "I can see I'm going to be a good influence on you, Zane." He kissed him slowly. "Can I call you my boyfriend yet?"

Zane shook his head. "Are you sure?"

Charlie didn't answer with words. He let his body answer that question several times. He was sure and Zane knew that they were official when Charlie finished.

They finally got out of bed, at five-thirty, well, almost six in the evening. "Shit. I missed the entire day and I was supposed to make some calls today." Zane was feeling bad that he put off work all week.

Charlie found his pants but dropped them. "Just blame me. What are they going to do, kill me?" They both laughed. "Let's get some food. I'm starving. I need to hunt but I will be back before dark. I won't go far."

"Oh, okay. Well, I have to shower and crawl to the kitchen and answer a thousand questions from Harper." Zane smiled.

Charlie walked over and pulled him in for a gentle slow kiss. He was taking his time with this kiss. "Oh, I think we should shower before I carry you down stairs. I can wash you!" He was already pulling Zane to the shower.

"Oh, this is full service. Nice! You are the best boyfriend." Zane chuckled behind Charlie.

"Oh, Zane. That sounds good. Let's try to break a hip!" Charlie laughed as he pulled Zane into the shower. The chuckles turned to moans as the water slid over them.