Am I dreaming?

Dexter's face turned paper white as he glared at the guy who was standing in front of him.

"Should Lynn be here instead of me?" he asked.

"He... he said we would have dinner together... Why are you here?" he asked confused and scared.

"Well, it's very amusing that you didn't get the point already. Gosh, you're so easy to trick." Lynn's boss chuckled.

Dexter glared at him in fear. He looked behind him to see if Lynn's bodyguard was still there, but it wasn't. He just remained alone with Lynn's boss and a whole restaurant.

Dexter was confused. He didn't know why would Lynn tell him to have dinner and then his boss shows up.

Louis again chuckled and said: "Did you think Lynn is going to come? I'm sorry to destroy your dreams but, he's not coming. He's... busy with something else. I'm just replacing him."

Dexter said while a tear rolled down his cheek: "You're lying! Tell me where is Lynn and why are you here!"

Louis grinned. He was pleased by the way Dexter was getting angrier and angrier at Lynn.

"Dexter darling, it's so easy to discover the thing that covered the plan. Lynn should've invited you to dinner and here to meet me, because both of us knew you wouldn't come if he called for you. The last time we saw each other, you ran. That was very rude of you, you know."

Dexter glared in shock at Louis, not believing his ears. He couldn't believe that Lynn would trick him like that... just so he could meet his boss and grant his pleasures.

"So, shall we go ahead and enter?" Louis asked Dexter, completely unbothered.

Dexter's eyes were full of tears and he just wanted to be alone for some minutes... or maybe hours.

"Now, come on, why are you crying? Did you think that Lynn liked you? Ha, you've been fooled, then. Let's go in and stop the sobbing before I don't come to you and take you with my force" Louis said with a serious face.

Dexter didn't have any other choice. Both sides of the street were watched by Louis's bodyguards, so he had no escape.

He and Louis entered the restaurant, which was pretty well arranged. It was, probably, the fanciest and most luxurious restaurant in the city, so it was pretty expensive there.

Louis noticed that Dexter was completely freaked out, stressed, and mad and he couldn't help but sob uncontrollably. He was hurt by the way Lynn betrayed his trust. And Lynn and Dexter knew how much Dexter hated his boss, they both knew and yet Lynn did what he did.

Louis invited Dexter to sit at a table and told him to wait a few seconds so he could go and talk to the chef because he was his old friend.

Dexter sat down and the thought of running came into his mind, but then he remembered the two bodyguards who were there. He thought of the worst all of them could do to Dexter if they caught him, and there was no such luck for Dexy to bump into Lynn like the last time.

He decided to wait there quietly while his look was at the ground. His face was still a bit pale from the shock, but Dexter felt the same.

Suddenly, someone placed their hands on Dexter's shoulder, almost scaring him. He thought someone he knew might come to help him, but it was just Louis who came back.

"Now, why are you so sad? Come on! Cheer up!" he took Dexter's chin with his hand and slowly kissed him on the lips.

Dexter was even more disgusted by Louis's kisses than the fact he was making out with him. The only person who didn't bother him was Lynn... He was the only one he could think of now... how bad he wanted to punch him in the face and scream at him.

The thought that came into his mind was: "What is happening? Am I dreaming? It surely feels like a dream. And if it is one, I want to wake up now."

Dexter daydreamed about someone who could get him out of there, but no one would show up in the meantime.

Louis sat down and told Dexter to choose what he wanted to eat, but he felt like his stomach was already full. He wasn't hungry at all after all that happened.

"Oh, come on. You need to eat something." Louis spoke.

He mumbled: "Why do you care?"

"Hm? Did you say something, Dexter?"

"Huh? No, I didn't say anything. I'm not hungry, that's all."

Louis shrugged his shoulders and kept looking at the menu, while Dexter sometimes gave him some death stares when he didn't look at him.

After Louis told the waiter his command, he told her to get a glass of water for Dexter too.

Dexter wanted to comment on something, but he eventually shut up and lowered his head.

The atmosphere between the two was weird. No one dares to say something. The awkward silence was getting deeper and deeper, while the sounds of other people covered it.

Suddenly, Louis got up and came to Dexter, behind him. He placed his hands on his shoulders and leaned into his ear.

He whispered: "After I eat, be prepared. Up there is a little motel with some rooms. You better get your hole ready somehow because I'm not in the mood to do it myself."

He then went back to his place and glared at Dexter with an evil smile. He didn't have the plan to make out with Dexter there, but he discovered the motel upstairs and he decided to do it there rather than going all the way to his office.

Dexter wanted the earth to swallow him as soon as he heard that. The only way he could do it was to excuse himself and go to the bathroom.

At that moment, Dexter realized he can't escape, either way. He was conscious about that and he decided to obey them, both Lynn and Louis, because he had no other choice.

Suddenly, the waiter interrupted Dexter's thoughts because he came with Louis's food and with his glass of water.

He was thirsty so he drained the glass in one gulp. He bit his lip while looking at Louis.

He waited some minutes before Louis finished his dinner and he excused himself to the bathroom.

He entered the bathroom and looked straight into the mirror, mumbling "I can't even recognize myself since I started making out with that man."

He stood there for some seconds, but the bathroom door opened all of a sudden. He didn't even look who it was, but he noticed in the reflection of the mirror that it was Louis.

He approached Dexter's back and stuck his body against his.

He leaned closer to his ear and whispered: "Did you swollen your hole or do I need to do it myself?"