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Title: Without Borders 14/14
Author: Marsabi
Summary: Noah remains blind, and he abandons Oakdale and Luke. Luke is left feeling guilty and lost, so he decides to focus on the foundation and PR work. Luke moves the foundation to Rome and avoids America. However, two years later, his family in Oakdale has been pressuring him to visit, and when an old friend calls him with a problem with her medical organization’s image, Luke agrees to fly to Miami. But can he turn their best doctor into a media star? As the cameras roll, Luke soon finds himself in a “pretend” relationship with Dr. Oliver …
Warning: none
Rating: PG- NC-17
First of all, a big shout of thanks to the amazing rhiannonhero! Thanks also to lovely traciamc

Chapter 14

Luke rushed there. He flew out of his car and down the wooden walkway. He prayed Reid would be where he asked him to meet. Luke glanced at his watch and practically ran.
Reid was there.

The sun was setting behind him and he was looking down at some ducks swimming in the green algae of the swamp. Luke’s pulse pounded as he started toward Reid. At that same second, Reid seemed to sense Luke’s approach and turned. They walked to each other, drawn closer and closer. They were in the middle of the Fakahatchee Wildlife Preserve. The wooden walkway stretched out for over 3 miles.

They stopped inches from each other. Luke wanted to press his lips on every part of Reid; he wanted to taste the curve of his neck and then move over his chest and shoulders. He wanted to inhale him as he made his way down. He wanted to just hold him forever and always. Luke looked away a second. Then back.

“Alligators,” Luke said suddenly.

Reid glanced at the water. “Where?”

“By that small bush area. See it?” Luke pointed. “Looks like a rock in the water, but see the nostrils? The snout?”

Reid followed his hand. “Oh, I do see it.” He nodded. “Look at that.”

“Sorry I was late,” Luke said.

Reid nodded again. Luke’s journal was near his feet, sticking out of Reid’s medical bag.

Luke cleared his throat, “It’s strange, isn’t it? Here we stand in a marshy wonderland, but shopping malls and houses are just outside of here. Go figure.”

“Yeah, I think a group of early bird diners just power walked past me,” Reid said.

They were quiet a second and listened to the sounds of the swamp.

Luke took a breath. “Here’s the thing,” he said to Reid, who was now watching him, “I want to stay in Miami. I like it here and – I want to stay. I told my father that I want to try to start my own PR firm. I told him it was time to move on.” Luke exhaled a moment. “I want to do that with you.“

There was a pause. Luke tilted his head to try and get a better look at Reid’s face. “You can say something back here. ”

Reid rubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah, I might have been a little impatient last night, waiting for you to tell Damian yourself.”

“Been impatient?” Luke said, but with a smile. “You were obnoxious.”

Reid held up his hand to indicate an inch, “Only by this much.”

Luke spread his hands wider.

Their eyes met and held.

“Maybe waiting isn’t my best event,” Reid conceded. He glanced away.

“I know,” Luke said. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Reid said dismissively. Reid’s eyes were soft, vulnerable. His hands were nervously tapping at his side.

Luke nodded. He felt paralyzed by feeling, unable to speak.

Reid appeared to be having the same problem. He seemed to be taking in large gulps of air. His gaze remained fixed on Luke.

They circled each other a minute.

Then Reid rolled his eyes at him, ”Are we done with this apology stuff? All better?”


Reid blew out a quick breath. “ Good.”

“Although, technically, you didn’t do any apologizing,” Luke pointed out.

“Oh,” Reid looked at him warily.

“Hmm,” Luke answered. Watching Reid squirm a minute, he couldn’t help giving Reid a grin. Luke had already heard the contrition in Reid’s voice and had seen it on his face.

Reid came closer to him. He reached one finger out to touch Luke’s smiling lips.
Luke stared at him. They both exhaled the same moment, and Luke felt their breath mingle in the humid air. He swallowed hard. He began to reach out for Reid.

“Luke, I’m-“

“Scuse me,” said a voice to Luke’s left.

They paused, dropping their hands, waiting as a man lugging a giant camera went by them. A few others with cameras scurried to a nearby spot to capture a picture of some turtles. They looked at each other, forced to wait some more.

“Nature lovers,” Reid said in an annoyed voice, as they all finally left. “Why can’t they go elsewhere?”

“We are standing at a preserve,” Luke wasn’t really concerned with the people passing by them. Luke’s gaze had fallen on the journal.

Reid saw him look at it.

“You read it?”

Reid nodded. “I did.“

Luke’s eyes darted all over the place, looking anywhere but at Reid.

“Hey,” Reid said, waiting until Luke reluctantly turned.

“What?” Luke folded his arms at his chest.

“Did that bonehead really not sleep with you for two years?”

“That would be the part you’d focus on,” Luke shook his head at him, a small smile on his face. ‘Five hundred and fourteen days, actually’, Luke recalled, ‘of pure misery’.

“Well, I focused on the other stuff too.” Reid said, also with twitching lips. “But nearly two years? He was damaged way before his accident. I want to touch you every hour of the day.”

They gazed at each other. A bird flew over their head. Reid looked up, “Blue Heron,” he said, impressed by the bird.

Luke stared only at Reid. When Reid glanced back at him, Luke had lifted up his shirt.
He lifted it and pulled his shorts down slightly, revealing the scars.

“Why are you doing that?” Reid asked, his voice low now. A muscle jumped in Reid’s cheek.

“These have healed.” Some more people walked past them, but Luke just ignored them and their curious looks. He focused on Reid.

Reid was listening for him to go on, his face directly on Luke. Luke almost smiled at that. Reid didn’t think waiting was his best event, but Luke knew better. When it really mattered, Reid would wait. Luke licked his lips and paused, gathering his words slowly.

“My scars on my body have healed, “ he repeated, “but the one in here?” Luke tapped his heart. “Not as much as I thought. I hid out in Europe, and behind my father, and I thought it was all better. It wasn’t. I let this wound fester for a long time. See? Noah wasn’t the only damaged one.”

Luke lowered his shirt back. “I love you,” he told Reid softly, looking right at his eyes. “Can you deal with me and my messed up heart?”

Luke held his breath. Reid stepped to him. He put his hand on Luke’s chest, fingers splayed out.

“The heart’s just a muscle, Luke,” Reid whispered. “And you don’t need it to be fixed.”

Luke threw his arms around Reid and pulled him close. He buried his face in the warmth of Reid’s neck and clung to him.

Another bird soared over their heads. As Luke began to kiss Reid, the bird landed in the mottled nest of a nearby tree. Luke closed his eyes and saw nothing else. He kissed Reid on and on, no longer aware of time, holding him possessively, his hands stroking Reid’s face. Reid wrapped his arms at Luke’s waist.

Finally, Luke pulled away. He took the journal from Reid.

With Reid watching, Luke ripped up the first page and threw it down into the marshy water.

“I’m going to do this until it’s all gone, “ he smiled at Reid.

“Ah,” Reid put a cautionary hand on Luke’s arm, “not the best gator food.”

“Oh no!” Luke jumped back with dismay. “Oh, I wasn’t thinking. Do you really think eating paper hurts them?” Luke looked down at the still visible paper in the water.

Reid patted him reassuringly, “Maybe not one piece.”

Luke sighed. “I guess I can’t do it in some great, dramatic way. “ He walked over to the nearby trash. He smiled at Reid, and then just chucked the whole journal away.

“Done,” he told Reid.


Luke nodded. Reid came over to him. He cocked his head at Luke.

“So you’re done writing? No more journaling? No more putting pen to paper to get out your thoughts?”


“Too bad.” He touched Luke’s face with affection.

“What? Aren’t you glad I’m not going to focus on my past anymore?”

“Yeah, but what about everything else? You won’t be tempted to write about it all? About us?”

Luke flushed. Reid knew him so well.

“I might be a little,” Luke said.

“Here.” Reid thrust something quickly at him. “Just don’t tell anybody I was encouraging you with this.” He looked around.

“What’s this?” Luke laughed, delighted. He held a small, leather notebook in his hands.

“A new start.” Reid’s eyes gleamed.

“Oh,” Luke exclaimed, “that’s so sweet.”

“Sweet?“ Reid looked pained, “No. It’s not sweet. I just,” He pinched the bridge of his nose a second and then he took Luke’s hand. “After I read the other journal, I felt even worse about last night so… “ Reid cleared his throat suddenly. “Besides, our story should get equal time, after all.”

“More time” Luke said laughing. “Our story will fill up a 100 notebooks.“

“Let’s go back to my place,” Reid suggested, “and I’ll give you something to write about.”

They kissed hungrily.


Banging open Reid’s door, they began to tear each other’s clothes off. Luke eagerly lifted off Reid’s shirt. He pressed a kiss at Reid’s collarbone. Reid returned the favor, his nimble fingers opening up the buttons of Luke’s shirt. The second the shirt was pulled off, Reid gazed at Luke’s skin, looked at it with such longing and intensity that Luke could feel his entire body just sway towards Reid. Reid leaned forward and caressed Luke’s flat nipples with his tongue. Then he murmured his name in appreciation. Luke grasped Reid’s head, pulling him closer. Luke’s hands stole their way around to the nape of Reid’s neck.

Reid yanked at Luke’s shorts, taking his underwear off too, and he threw them across the room. Their lips kissed frantically. Reid walked Luke backwards to his bedroom, not breaking the contact.

“I love you,” Luke managed to pant.

“Me too,” Reid said. “I love you.” He was kissing a hot path down Luke’s chest.

“You’re so beautiful. I just want to be with you,” Luke could no longer resist gushing to him. “I love you. I do. Everything about you.”

He waited for Reid to speak. He nudged him and felt Reid sigh.

“I love you so much,” Luke prompted. “You make me so happy.”

He waited for Reid to answer. Reid stopped kissing him and lifted his head.

“I want to hold you each night and wake up with you. I want to know each part of you,” Reid murmured back.

Luke felt his heart jump. Then he came to his senses.

“Reid!” He smacked at him. “Wait a minute – that was from my journal!”

Reid held off Luke’s slaps. “I needed to say something,” he laughed.

“Terrific,” Luke’s lip jutted out, “I want you to say your own thoughts.”

“Naw, you don’t.” Reid said, totally unapologetic for remembering lines from an entry. Luke recalled it was a passage where he was lonely and wishing to just find somebody. He felt some of his annoyance fade at that.

“You don’t want my thoughts, “ Reid told him, “because I’m no poet, Luke. I think things like, ‘maybe we can eat after this’. ‘Wonder where the chips are?’”

Luke let out a small laugh, despite himself.

Reid flashed him a smile.

“And you wrote some nice things in that journal. Really nice.”

Luke shook his head at him. “You and that photographic memory. Okay, fine. Steal my lines. But that’s it! You’re not reading my new journal. “

Reid laughed. “Okay, I won’t read it unless you offer it to me. “


“I’ll just tell you what to say.” Reid pretended to think this over. “I can see the first line based on your life with me. It will start out with this line, ‘Every morning, Reid wakes me with the most amazing, fantastic, explosive blowjobs of my life.’”

“I dunno. Can you live up to that? That’s a lot of adjectives?” Luke said, suddenly grinning madly.

“Please,“ Reid scoffed. He ran a finger down Luke’s body, and Luke couldn’t help the shudder he released. “I’m thinking whole chapters should be dedicated to my fingers and tongue. “

Luke laughed fully now. Reid was stroking his arousal and watching him.

“Ahh,” Luke said, “how can I be so hard and find you so funny all at the same time? “

“See? You’ll turn us into a bestselling memoir. He makes me laugh and then he fucks me senseless.”

“Eloquent. New York Times look out!” Luke giggled.

Reid dropped to his knees.

“I guess you’re more an action person than a –“ Luke’s thoughts crumpled.

Reid began to take him down his throat.

Luke’s laughter faded as he felt the wet heat of Reid’s mouth. He arched his head back. His arms went up to cover his eyes. The pressure of Reid’s tongue pushed down on his head. It glided along the underside of Luke’s erection. Luke could feel his jaw muscles working. He felt Reid’s hands holding him up higher, taking Luke more firmly in. Then Reid sucked him and Luke felt like his whole body could get sucked up in that mouth. He felt Reid’s teeth teasingly graze the sensitive flesh and then another, demanding suck.

Then those magical fingers were kneading Luke’s ass, massaging him. Luke’s breathing became labored, his body straining with urgency. His lips parted and a cry was torn from Luke’s throat. Reid’s mouth was still on him, ardently tasting and then devouring his cock.

“Oh please,” Luke choked out. His body moved instinctively for more. Reid had him all the way inside now. Luke’s face flushed. His body felt a wave of heat.

Reid’s mouth held the weight of his cock, pumping and pumping it, never letting it go.

Luke surrendered, fully and joyously. He let his body convulse, felt Reid drinking him in. He was in a thick fog of delight.

Reid went back up Luke’s trembling body. He was the only reason Luke had not fallen to the rug. Reid took Luke’s hands away from his face, then Reid’s lips came crashing down on his own. As Luke opened his mouth, a few drops of cum that Reid had held released down into Luke’s throat. Luke swallowed his own taste.

Luke’s eyes widened in shock. “You could have told me you were planning to do that.”

Reid didn’t answer. He began to suck and nibble at Luke’s neck.

Luke felt like his entire body was humming. For a moment longer, Luke just floated in a state of bliss.

Then Luke looked at Reid. He stopped his kisses a moment and took his head in his hands. Reid met his eyes.

“If I get woken up with blowjobs –“ Luke’s voice was heavy.

“Amazing, fantastic, explosive ones,” Reid corrected.

“Does that mean I wake up here with you daily?” Luke continued. He ran a hand over Reid’s face and then held him by the back of his head, threading his fingers in his hair.

“I told you earlier,“ Reid said, “I want to touch you 24 hours a day. “

Luke beamed at him.

They walked the few steps to the bed and Luke pushed Reid on to it first. He climbed on top of him. Luke took off the rest of Reid’s clothes and then rested his head a second on Reid’s bare stomach. He looked up at him and offered a giant smile.

“Or we could buy our own place?” Luke asked and Reid just nodded. Luke didn’t think he could smile any wider, but he felt his lips keep stretching open.

“Okay,” Reid was saying a small smile on his own face now, “but I need more than a place. I need a castle by the sea.”

Luke laughed and raised himself up to Reid. “That was the worst imitation of my father’s accent I’ve ever heard.”

He kissed Reid soundly, their mouths making happy noises together. He let his tongue circle Reid’s lower and then upper lip. He tasted him again.

Then Luke shimmied down his body, his hands touching Reid as he went. Soon he was all the way down, Reid’s foot in his hand.

“I will make love to you now,” Luke said, easily mimicking Damian’s voice, “ and kiss every place on your body.”

Luke kissed the arch of Reid’s foot, and then suckled Reid’s toes. Reid made a surprised groan and bucked up. Luke kissed his leg gently. “And then we can discuss castles by the sea.”

Luke began to hold and caress him, their silliness giving way to more.

Luke kissed on every part of Reid’s body, his movements slow and deliberate. Luke spent long moments just gazing openly at Reid’s limbs, his stomach, his cock. He’d look at him and then carefully begin to savor him. With each steady touch, Luke could feel Reid’s barriers dissolving. Luke loved the way Reid could no longer be guarded here, not in the bedroom. His mouth was open, eyes closed, and face vulnerable. He let his palm circle Reid’s cock. At the same time, Luke lubed and guided Reid’s fingers to him, until he felt slick and ready. Then Luke rolled a condom on him. He lowered his body down on Reid’s, joining them, taking Reid inside of him.

“Look at me,” Luke whispered, “let me see you.”

Reid grasped Luke’s hips and pushed Luke even harder down, making Luke gasp. Then Reid’s eyes opened and they stared at each other for a second. Luke gasped again, but this time it was because of Reid’s face – he felt like Reid’s heart was right there in his eyes.

Their bodies now moved together, writhing and aching for it. Luke drove himself up and down on Reid’s cock, his flesh yearning for connection with him. It was never going to be enough, he wanted so much. Luke was giddy with pleasure, with happiness. He bent his head down to Reid’s shoulder and gave it a slow, tantalizing lick. He smiled as he nibbled his neck, and Reid arched his head back for more. Reid’s whole body felt open to him then. Luke ran his palms up and down in a gentle touch. Half-dreaming, Luke pressed his lips again to Reid’s lips, and rode him in loving strokes. Everything he held inside, he was now giving to Reid, turning his soul over to him, trusting him to love it forever.

“Luke-Luke-Luke-Luke,” Reid shouted out in a dazed chant. His pelvis thrust upwards, pushing himself in deeper, grinding his body closer. Reid’s fingers dug desperately into Luke’s buttocks. His head began to thrash back and forth on the pillow.

Reid quickened the rhythm, moving Luke’s body, urging Luke to ride him faster. He moaned. Luke moaned too. They kissed each other fiercely, and then there was a rush of intense pleasure.

Luke collapsed onto Reid, a sweaty, satisfied mess. Reid held him to his body, still inside of Luke, and gently rubbed at the small of Luke’s back.

They remained connected and gave each other lazy smiles. Their nude bodies glistened; their hands were linked. Their eyes were open with love.


Three weeks later, Luke had sent for all of his belongings in Rome. He and Reid were still living in Reid’s condo, but Luke was actively looking for a small house near the beach. WMB was still his first priority for PR, but Luke had already picked up a few potential clients who’d heard about his success at WMB. They’d also seen the full magazine article that Newsweek had done on Reid, leaving out the boyfriend part and focusing (as they should) on Reid’s work and the organization. He’d clipped it out and framed it, insisting a grumbling Reid put it in his office. Luke was happily fixing up that space, adding plants and pictures and letting Reid have office sex with him on his desk to convince him. He could only imagine all the sex he’d have to give Reid during the time he would want to decorate their house.

Damian and Jessica were still corresponding. Damian had plans to visit them all in a few weeks. Luke, meanwhile, promised his mother a week’s stay in Oakdale. He’d already bought two tickets for the week of July 4th. Reid had merely shrugged, accepting the large sandwich Luke had made him, and agreed to go to Oakdale with him. It amused Luke to see Reid so innocently chewing his sandwich; he had no clue about what awaited him in Oakdale. The thought of his family no longer filled Luke with dread. He was ready to go back to visit and to show off Reid.

The weeks had just flown by, and Luke couldn’t believe that he’d yet to write a word in his new journal. He had it with him now. He and Reid were at the condo’s pool. Luke had chatted with some neighbors there, and was planning a small party with them. He wanted to invite Claudia and Jessica too. Maybe even Long John.

Luke could see Reid swimming laps in the small pool. Reid’s body was sure and strong. Luke smiled and adjusted his sunglasses. He loved it here. He loved his man. He loved his life. He let out a deeply, contented sigh.

Then he opened up the small notebook, grabbed a pen and began:

Every morning, Reid wakes me with the most amazing, fantastic, explosive blowjobs of my life .

The End

A/N: Hope you guys liked the ending! Thanks so much for the beautiful comments!
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Title: Without Borders 13/14
Author: Marsabi
Summary: Noah remains blind, and he abandons Oakdale and Luke. Luke is left feeling guilty and lost, so he decides to focus on the foundation and PR work. Luke moves the foundation to Rome and avoids America. However, two years later, his family in Oakdale has been pressuring him to visit, and when an old friend calls him with a problem with her medical organization’s image, Luke agrees to fly to Miami. But can he turn their best doctor into a media star? As the cameras roll, Luke soon finds himself in a “pretend” relationship with Dr. Oliver …
Warning: none
Rating: PG- NC-17
First of all, a big shout of thanks to the amazing rhiannonhero! Thanks also to lovely traciamc

Chapter Thirteen

By the time Luke woke hours later and showered, finally headed to WMB, the hospital was already busy. Sirens blared in the distance, nurses scurried by him, and the smell of disinfectant and hospital meals hung in the air. Luke started determinedly to Reid’s office. He was still shocked that their fight had gotten so out of hand, that they’d spent a night apart. He wondered how Reid would greet him now. He couldn’t help thinking of Noah and his long grudges. Reid might not want to see him. But Luke needed to try. If Reid would only ask him to stay - he would.


Jessica waved at him.


“Hi! How’s your father doing this morning?”

“Good, I think.”

“That was a great night we had.” Jessica was flushed and smiling. Luke sighed. Damian always had the ladies flushing.

“It was fun. Um, is Reid here?”

“Oh. Haven’t you heard?” Jessica sighed, unsmiling now.

“About what?”

“That patient I called Reid in for? We tried. Reid operated an hour ago, but we lost him.”
Jessica broke off sadly. “He was 18 years old.”

“That’s awful.”

Jessica nodded. “Reid took it hard. It had looked good there, in the surgery, he did everything right. “

“Then what happened?”

“Post Op complications.” Jessica shook her head. “Very common thing.”

“Is Reid in his office?” Luke asked her.

“Yeah, I think so.”

“I’ll go check on him.”

“That’s good,” Jessica nodded, “he could use seeing your face.”

She walked off.

Luke just hoped she was right.


Carefully, Luke opened the door to Reid’s office and poked his head inside. Reid was just standing there, looking lost in thought. Luke drank in the sight of him.

“I’m so sorry,” Luke said.

Reid jumped in surprise. “What’re you doing here?”

He looked tired, Luke thought, he had circles under his eyes. All thoughts of their fight vanished from Luke’s mind, and he just wanted to wrap his arms around Reid.

“I just heard and I’m sorry,” Luke offered again, coming closer to him.

He hesitated a split second, unsure if Reid would welcome a hug from him. So Luke let his hand touch Reid’s cheek instead. Reid kept his eyes on Luke’s and then swallowed hard as if he were in pain. He leaned his body into Luke’s and their foreheads touched. Luke rubbed his other hand up and down the small of Reid’s back. Despite their unresolved fight, Luke was so happy to be touching Reid.

“A dumb kid,” Reid murmured, his breath near Luke’s cheek, “on his stupid motorcycle without a helmet.” He shuddered a second. “Idiot.”

“I know, so terrible. I don’t know what to say.”

He could feel Reid’s shrug, “Nothing to say. That’s it.”

Luke looked at him. “Do you want to come to the hotel with me now?”

“Why? Does somebody there need a neurosurgeon?”

“Reid.” Luke wanted to help him so badly. He equally wanted to discuss the night before and make things up with Reid. He felt a little lost on how to go about either task. Luke could tell that Reid’s defenses were up again, the moment of touching over.

Sure enough, Reid straightened up. “I’m not off until four.”

Luke could sense so much feeling beneath Reid’s surface. Luke ignored his slightly cold, abrupt voice and stared into Reid’s eyes. He could just see the emotions churning there. It only made Luke more determined to help him.

“But with losing a patient,” Luke began.

“I have other patients.” Reid’s voice was crisp now. He began to move around the room.

“But you’re hurting?”

Reid gave him a look. “Pretty sure the guy down the hall with the brain cancer is hurting more.”

Bewildered, Luke just stared at him. He knew Reid was upset, but he wasn’t letting Luke in. Luke took a deep breath.

“It wasn’t your fault.” Luke took a step to him. “Patients die.”

“I know that,” Reid shot him an impatient glance. “They cover that in medical school on day one.”

Reid went to his locker and pulled out his white coat.

“You don’t have to put up a front for me,” Luke protested, following him.

“It’s not a front. “

“I’m trying to comfort you,” Luke said.

“Well, get over that impulse. I’m fine.”

Reid began to sort through his desk drawer. Luke studied Reid’s face.

“That was your cue to go,” he said to Luke.

“I want to help,” Luke said stubbornly.

“Terrific. Write a letter to the state asking for some helmet laws in Florida.”

Luke shook his head. “You can try and hide this, Reid, but it won’t work with me. Talk to me.
I know you care about that patient you just lost. “

“Look,“ Reid said. “It doesn’t matter what I feel. Dragging my feet and feeling sorry for myself? Boo-hooing about it all? It’s a waste of my time.”

“So you’re over it?” Luke said skeptically.

Reid shrugged.

Luke could see him just gathering his strength, a fierce focus was on Reid’s face now. Luke couldn’t help but admire that about Reid.

“I don’t know how you do it,” Luke admitted, “move on like this.”

“You just do.“ He looked at Luke. “You get a thicker skin. “

“You make it sound easy.”

“No. Necessary.”

Luke frowned at that. It was so different from the way he was made. “I don’t know if I could ever be a doctor, “ Luke said. “I’d mourn every patient. I’d go over and over the loss.”

“Well, I don’t mourn them.”

“You’re just tougher than I am,” Luke said, almost accusingly. “I wish- “ he broke off. “Were you like that from your very first patient? Just forget them and everything? Go right to the next one?”

“I never said I forget them,” he sounded offended. “ I said I don’t mourn them. “ Reid hesitated. ”I save them. Some of them. The important ones. “

Luke was confused, “Save them?”

Reid held up a hand a moment. Then he turned and got his phone out. He gave it to Luke. Luke looked at the picture of a young man, clearly dead. He flinched.

“You save these?” Luke could barely look at the photo. “Why?”

Reid didn’t say anything. Luke looked at the picture again. He saw it was one of several on Reid’s phone. He scrolled through.

“Who is this one?” He asked softly. She looked like a pale, broken doll.

Reid looked. “Jenny. Six years old. Brain tumor. Big as a fist. “ Reid paused. “She’d probably be twelve now, be some poor crazy, pubescent brat in middle school - “ he trailed off. Luke hit the next picture.

“And him?”

“Paul. He should be a baseball star now. He was a great athlete. All American. Massive blood hemorrhage. Too much bleeding…“

“And this older man?”

“Mr. Gonzalez. Tough bastard,” Reid’s voice was rough with admiration. “He survived years longer than other doctors told him he would.”

“What happened with him?”

“The inevitable.”

Reid took the phone back abruptly and closed it.

“We’re done with this trip down memory lane.”

Luke refused to let Reid turn all dismissive again. He purposely let his fingers brush against Reid’s in a feather light touch.

“Thank you for sharing this with me,” Luke said in a gentle voice.

Reid stared at him a second. He glanced down at their fingers. Then he nodded.

“So I think I understand now. You don’t get sad,” Luke said slowly, “you get angry.”

“No, I get even,” Reid said firmly. “ I go to the next one and fight harder. I use the loss and train better. Fuck, Luke, I try and kick death’s ass.”

They walked to Reid’s office door.

He looked at Luke a moment. Then Reid suddenly shifted his feet and stared off. “We didn’t get around to why you’re here exactly.”

Luke shrugged. This was no time to go over what happened last night. “To see my favorite doctor.”

Reid’s mouth lifted at that.

“Meet me after,” he gestured to the hospital, “ alright?”

Luke nodded, a big smile shooting across his face. “I’ll be back at four. “

Reid looked somewhat relieved. “Hey, um I appreciate, well …you know. ”

Luke smiled at him a moment more. Despite the earlier fight, the connection between them was palpable again. Luke gave Reid a shy, coquettish glance.

They stepped out into the corridor. Luke looked at the hallway. A nurse was running near a patient’s cart, comforting him. Another doctor was chatting with a woman standing with an IV. All around, more illness, more hopes to get better. Reid was right. He was needed. Luke would have to wait.

Luke fixed the collar of Reid’s white coat. “Go on back to the fight,” he told him.

“I’ll see you,” Reid said. His eyes rested on Luke with a laser-like intensity that made Luke blush.

Luke nodded. ”See you at four.”


An hour later, Luke sat on the beach, his knees at his chest. He looked at the ocean. It was choppy water today, a turbulent color. The waves were fierce and unrelentingly pounding the beach. There were no shells visible, just small clumps of seaweed. Luke breathed in the salty air. He studied the horizon, where the water met the sky.

Luke took his journal out and turned to a blank page.

Today I learned something. I thought I’d let Noah go, just because I wanted to. But he is still with me.

Noah has been the villain in my story for a long time. And some place, out there, I’m no doubt the villain in his version of us.

It no longer matters. Noah and I are dead. What I’ve been carrying for two years is not Noah. It’s that dead relationship that I keep on mourning. I keep on searching for answers as to why it got so sick and looking to see if I am to blame. I’ve been carrying around the weight of our failure like an awful secret.

What I finally see is that it doesn’t matter. It’s over. I need to let it go and move on to my next fight. I may not be a doctor fighting for the next patient, but I can fight for my next chance at love.

Luke closed the journal. Memories never faded, not really. They could return from out of the darkness, and some memories remained sharp, coming at you like an arrow. But it was how you dealt with them that mattered. Luke felt light as he walked back to his car. He climbed into the front seat and quickly made a few phone calls to Rome. Then he opened up his computer. He set up the web camera on it, hooking it up.
Luke called the number he knew by heart.

“Mom,” Luke said, when Lily’s face filled his screen. “How are you?”

“Fine, baby. But why haven’t you returned my calls?”

Luke could see his father Holden in the background.

“I’m sorry. But I wanted to talk to you now. And Dad. “

Holden came over and greeted him.

“There’s something I need to tell you,” Luke said. “Well, two things. The first is, I’m in
love with somebody here in Miami, and I might not make it home for a little while. But the second thing is about Noah and me.”

“Noah?” Lily said.

“Wait- you’re in love?” Holden asked.

Luke smiled at them. He took a deep breath and began.


It had gone well. His parents had been shocked at how ugly Luke and Noah’s relationship had ended, and they listened with rapt attention about Reid. As Luke finally closed his laptop, after promising them a visit for real this time, he felt incredibly good. He glanced out at the immense ocean. It was even rougher now, the waves were really kicking up. Luke stripped down to his boxers, not caring how he looked. He dove into the blue water, using his whole body to fight the current. The day was hot , the sun high and warm. He swam out, riding up and over the waves. He laughed as he felt the sea lift him up. He even laughed as it slammed him down. Underneath the water a moment, Luke felt that pressure in his lungs right before he burst back to the surface. He breathed out. Another wave approached. Luke just got right back up and rode it. The water radiated with light. He felt free, exhilarated. Luke’s arms and legs moved confidently. The waves carried Luke to the shore and he was not afraid.


Then Luke went back to WMB. Jessica’s eyes widened at the sight of him, all wet and sandy. She recovered quickly. “I’m afraid Reid has gone back into another surgery.”

“I know, I tried his office.” Luke smiled. “I just wanted to leave something for him there. Can you let me in?”

“Sure.” They walked together.

“I’m meeting your father tonight,” Jessica told Luke with a faint blush.

“That’s great.” Luke looked at her. ”But you know he leaves town in the morning.”

“I know,” Jessica smiled at him as she unlocked Reid’s office, “I’m enjoying his attentions, but my eyes are clear.”

Luke smiled, relieved to hear that. He looked at her. “Would you mind if I wrote Reid a note privately and then locked it?”

“Go ahead. I think I can trust you,” Jessica laughed.

Jessica left. Luke waited until the office was silent.

It felt odd to stand in Reid’s office without him.

Luke walked over to his desk. Reid had not one personal item. It made Luke a little sad. It made him hope to change that.

Luke took out his journal and placed it down. Then he took out the packet of mini doughnuts he’d bought Reid from the vending machine. He put those down too.
Luke took a small piece of scrap paper and a pen. He wrote a simple note.

You already know the facts that are in this journal. But you don’t know all the whys. The emotions. I think it explains a lot, and I want you to read it. Please. I will give you two hours. A guy with a photographic memory shouldn’t need any longer, right? Meet me at 6 at this address. Luke added the address and then hesitated. He wasn’t sure how to end the note to him. Then he sighed and simply added Love, Luke PS –enjoy the doughnuts.

Luke left the office, feeling lighter, his hands dangling free.


One more stop, then he could be with Reid and not have to look back again. He could finally tell Reid how much he wanted to stay.

Luke stood outside his father’s room and knocked.

Damian answered, a towel flung around his hips and a shaver in his hands. “Luciano?” He gestured for him to come inside. “I was just getting ready to meet Jessica.”

Luke smiled at him. He looked at his father’s strong hands holding the razor. Then he looked into Damian’s eyes.

“I’m not going back to Rome, “ Luke said. “I’m remaining here.”

He held up a hand, when Damian opened his mouth to speak. “And yes, it is because of Reid. But it’s also just time.” Luke’s eyes were moist suddenly. “I know I owe you a huge debt for helping me through the worst time in my life, but I want to be here, in Miami. I want to run the foundation from here and I want to start my own PR firm.”

“You do?”

“Yes,” Luke flashed him a smile. “I want something that’s just mine, that I can build myself. I think Miami has a lot of potential for a PR firm here. Anyhow,” Luke looked at him again, “have I really disappointed you?”

“If I say yes,” Damian replied, “will you come back to Rome?”


Damian smiled, his teeth flashing. “Good for you then, Luciano!”

“You’re not angry?”

Damian shrugged. “Disappointed that I won’t see you every day, that we won’t work side by side, yes. Angry- no.” Damian began to dress for his date. He took out an expensive suit and tie. “I almost expected it, truthfully. “

“I do love him, “ Luke said softly.

Damian nodded, “You love deeply and well. I was concerned at first.”

“Not now?” Luke watched Damian splash on some of his cologne.

Luke rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet a moment. “Do you like him?” He asked almost bashfully.

He came to Luke then and touched a little cologne onto Luke’s cheek with a friendly smack. “He’s arrogant, rude. Yes, I like him.” He grabbed Luke by the shoulders. “I think he might be good for you.”

Damian released him.

“I think so too- “ Luke started to say, then his eyes narrowed. “Wait a minute. I thought you were testing Reid last night. But you were testing me too, weren’t you?”

Damian shrugged. “I needed to make sure.”

Luke started to reprimand him, but then he saw the clock by Damian’s bed. “Aw no! Is that really the time? I’m totally late right now.” The last thing Luke needed was Reid thinking he was stood up. “I gotta go.” He raced over to Damian and gave him a huge hug. “But thanks, and enjoy your date with Jessica.”

“I plan to,” Damian said in amusement- watching Luke dash around frantically- “You enjoy yours.”

“I will,” Luke opened the door. He stopped a moment and looked at Damian, “I am driving you to the airport tomorrow, no arguments.”

Damian smiled, “You just want to drive my car.”

“Ciao, Dad.”

“Ciao, Luciano.”
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Without Borders 12
Title: Without Borders 12
Author: Marsabi
Summary: Noah remains blind, and he abandons Oakdale and Luke. Luke is left feeling guilty and lost, so he decides to focus on the foundation and PR work. Luke moves the foundation to Rome and avoids America. However, two years later, his family in Oakdale has been pressuring him to visit, and when an old friend calls him with a problem with her medical organization’s image, Luke agrees to fly to Miami. But can he turn their best doctor into a media star? As the cameras roll, Luke soon finds himself in a “pretend” relationship with Dr. Oliver …
Warning: none
Rating: PG- NC-17
First of all, a big shout of thanks to the amazing rhiannonhero! Thanks also to lovely traciamc

Chapter Twelve

Luke’s ass had never felt so sore. His entire body was moving like he’d just ridden a horse for hours. Of course, in this case, he was the one ridden. To say he felt like Reid owned his ass, had pounded on and kissed every inch of it, would be no exaggeration.

Sexual satisfaction hung in the air between them; Luke was sure Damian would smell it. But he didn’t care. Reid was by his side about to meet his father. Luke’s eyes drank him in hungrily.

“Ready to go in?” Luke asked him. “Don’t worry. My father promised me he’d behave.”

Reid gave him a doubtful look.

“I shouldn’t have shared so much about Damian and my childhood,” Luke said. “He’s really supportive now.”


“Course if he drives you to a camp for straightening queers, I’d advise you to leap out of the car.”


“If he offers to take you to a mental hospital, I’d stash some rope to climb out the window.”

“Got it.”

“If he tells you he’s dying, just give him a full brain scan.”

“Can do.”

“See,” Luke grinned widely, “it’ll be easy.”

Reid grasped his hand. “And this is the parent you feel closest to?”

Luke shrugged. “Pretty much.”

“What’d you tell your father about me anyhow?”

“Hmm,” Luke pretended to think about it, “that you’re rude, egotistical… and have a gigantic cock that’s fully loaded and uses me frequently as a sexual target. “

The corners of Reid’s mouth kicked up.

“Ahh, so you were honest with him,” Reid said.

Luke gasped with laughter. He was about to kiss Reid when he heard a familiar shout.

“Luciano!” His father called, coming out of the restaurant. “There you are.”

“Luciano?” Reid whispered to him as they both watched Damian coming over.

“My birth name,” Luke said.

“You mean I don’t even know the legal name of the man I’m sleeping with?” Reid asked.

“Turned on?” Luke grinned again.

“Rock hard,” Reid replied.

Then Damian reached them and they all went inside.


Damian was charming and civil at dinner at Joe’s Stone Crab, mainly because of Jessica. Luke ate his crab and watched them, wondering when Damian would go after Reid. He knew it would happen. Reid, meanwhile, seemed content to eat his meal and rub his foot up at Luke’s ankle.

“Stone crab,” Jessica smiled, “what a treat.”

“Here,“ Damian dipped a piece of the crab into melted butter. “Open your mouth.”

Jessica Griffin, head of WMB, let out a girlish giggle. She let Damian feed her. Then Damian dipped a piece for himself. He stared at Jessica as he ate it and then licked the butter slowly from his lips.

“This is embarrassing,” Luke groaned in Reid’s ear. “I’m sorry.”

“Why?” Reid shrugged, “Jessica deserves a night out. And I’d say your father’s about to give it to her all night long.”


“So your dad is on the prowl,” Reid laughed, “and he isn’t bad to watch in action. He’s kind of attractive to see flirting.”

“Are you saying my father is hot?” Luke’s tone became indignant.

“Hot and climbing all over Jessica,” Reid grinned. He stared at Luke. “Relax. I like the younger Grimaldi version. The pouty, high maintenance one.”

“Thanks a lot,” Luke had to smile though, Reid’s foot was now moving along his thigh.
Jessica and Damian devoured their crab.

Reid was much more meticulous with his. He was the only one at the table who’d refused to wear the bib. “Not even when I was a baby,” Reid said to the waiter with a look. Now Luke watched Reid take his tiny fork and wield it expertly in one hand, pulling out the meat in full chunks. He didn’t have one drop of butter or juice on him.

Luke broke off a small crab leg and sucked at the juice. At the same time, he rubbed his foot back at Reid. Reid looked at him, sucking on the crab leg. His eyes darkened. A moment later, Luke felt Reid’s hand glide over his crotch.

“Do you like the crab?” Damian was asking Luke.

“I do,” Luke said, his voice a little thick. He broke off another leg.

“Me too.” Reid said, “the crab is very,” he watched Luke a moment, “succulent.”

“I was reading an article about the dangers of mercury,” Jessica offered, “but they said shellfish was fine.”

“Just what we need the FDA to be doing,” Reid said, “doing more studies where they take back the findings of their older studies. Genius use of time. “

Damian had finished his crab, cracking it right down the middle. He ordered Jessica some more wine and toasted her.

“To Miami beauty,” he said smoothly.

Jessica let out another giggle.

Luke met Reid’s eyes.

“He gets away with anything with that accent,” Luke whispered.

“Fake that accent with me later, Luciano, “ Reid flirted, “and I’ll do anything you want.”

Luke suddenly felt his father watching them.

“Dr. Oliver,” Damian said pleasantly. “Tell me about your medical background.”

“It’s all on file,” Reid shrugged, “I’m sure you checked. “

“Reid’s very dedicated,” Jessica offered.

“And your personal background? “ Damian pursued. “Your family?”

“Not a concern,” Reid said.

“Reid’s private.” Jessica smiled fondly at him.

“I’m not private,“ Reid said irritated. “I’m professional.”

“Why is it not professional to share your family with some colleagues?” Damian countered.

“Dad,” Luke injected quickly, “I’m sure Reid will share things if he wants to.”

Luke uneasily sipped his water. He looked at Damian’s passive face and wasn’t fooled. Luke gave him a look to back off. Damian smiled innocently at him.

Luke was also certain Damian had checked Reid’s background thoroughly- all of it. He probably already knew everything from the color of Reid’s baby blanket right through his graduation day. He frowned at his father.

Then Luke turned his attention back to his crab. Nervously, he attempted to open it up. Every time he tried to crack it, the crab kept on slipping away from him. Luke attempted to hold it in place, and again the crab moved slightly . With an impatient snort, Reid suddenly took Luke’s plate and utensils, opened up the meat in one quick cut, and then slid the plate back to him. Luke looked at Reid, and he smiled at him. Reid’s mouth twitched slightly. He gave Luke back his cracker and his fork. Their fingers touched. Luke’s smile grew dreamy. He gazed into Reid’s eyes.

“Reid,” Jessica turned to him. Reid reluctantly took his eyes off of Luke. “Speaking of your professional life…I need your surgical skills, I know you aren’t due back yet, but can you come to the hospital in the morning?”

“Why? I’m not scheduled for anything until Wednesday.”

“I know. But we had an accident victim brought in- bad head trauma. If you can’t come in, Channing will do the procedure-”

“Channing? “ Reid scoffed. “I can operate better than him with just my pinky.”

Jessica smiled slightly, “So you can come in?”

“I’ll be there.”

“It’s a hard case.”

Reid shifted all of his attention to Jessica, dropping his foot from Luke’s. “Tell me.” Reid’s face lit up.

Jessica went over the facts of the case, but Luke was no longer listening. Luke studied Reid.

Luke could see a little eagerness in his eyes. He was clearly missed operating and being in the hospital, despite their time together. Luke could almost smell Reid’s sudden desire to cut into a brain.

“If we only had more equipment- “ Jessica was saying to Reid now.

“We will,” Reid paused and looked at Damian , “soon.”

Damian inclined his head in acknowledgement. Luke caught his breath. Here we go, he thought.

“What are your plans for the neuro-wing?” Damian asked him directly. “Can you tell me, Dr. Oliver?”

“Call him Reid,“ Luke said quickly.

They ignored him.

“I plan to make the neuro-wing the best damn brain trauma unit in America.” Reid met Damian’s eyes.

“You seem very certain of yourself.”

“If you have read my file, “ Reid said simply, “you already know I’m the best.”

Damian grunted. He looked at Jessica. “And you second this?”

Jessica nodded. “Reid is excellent.” She gave Damian a wide smile. “And you're so generous to help WMB.”

Damian preened a little. “I enjoy helping.”

“Not every person with money does.”

Damian leaned closer to her. “Thank you. My heart sings when you are pleased.”

Even Reid rolled his eyes at that one. Luke smothered a laugh. Jessica glowed.

The meal continued. Reid had survived the first test.

It wasn’t long though, when Jessica’s beeper went off. “I’m sorry- work.” She looked around regretfully. “I have to leave.”

“The night is young!” Damian protested. “ Come back after your work. We still need dessert. A nightcap!”

“Not for me. Once they have me at that hospital, I’ll be stuck there all night. Ask Reid “ she laughed. “He knows how it is.”

She leaned down and kissed Damian on both cheeks. “Besides,” Jessica rubbed her
stomach. “I’m stuffed. Thank you for the wonderful meal.”

“And wonderful company,” Damian said.

Jessica beamed at him. “I haven’t had this much fun flirting, since my ex-husband Duncan took me to a Scottish castle,“ she said simply.

“Then you must come to Malta,” Damian said, his eyes locked on Jessica, “and see my castle by the sea.”

Jessica sighed. “Sounds heavenly. “

“To a future date with a lovely lady,” Damian lifted his drink to her.

Jessica sighed again. She came around and hugged Luke. Then she nodded at Reid.

“Behave,” she told Reid.

Reid raised his eyebrow at her, “I think I need to be telling you that.”

Jessica blushed. “All work and no play….” She shrugged. Then she went to Damian and blew him a kiss.

“Call me,” she said.

“I will,” Damian rose to his feet. Luke and Reid followed suit.

“Marvelous woman,” Damian said with a smile.

When she was out of sight though, Damian’s charming smile faded, “Let’s order dessert now. Something sweet. And discuss other matters.”

“ Dad,“ Luke pointed at Reid’s plate, “Reid’s still eating his main course.”

Damian smiled, “Alright. We wait on the dessert a few minutes. But perhaps a drink for now, Dr. Oliver?”

Reid nodded yes.

Damian ordered two brandies.

“You were very smooth with Jessica ,” Luke told his father, trying to keep the conversation in neutral.

“I’m a good talker,” Damian shrugged. He sipped his drink.

“Well, me too,” Luke laughed, “Ask Reid. I have great oral skills.”

Reid and Damian stared at him.

“I mean, talking skills,” Luke blushed.

“I absolutely agree,” Reid said with a smirk. He drank some of the brandy.

Damian lowered his drink and turned a steely eye on Reid.

“So Dr. Oliver,” Damian began, “you explained the wing somewhat. And I do believe in Jessica’s good opinion. But, “ Damian paused, “ I need to know. Just what are your intentions with my son?”

They both looked at Luke.

Luke flushed. “Dad-“

Reid looked at Damian unflinchingly. “What I plan to do with Luke is none of your business. Luke’s a grown man.”

“You wouldn’t be the first to try and use the Grimaldis,” Damian said, “for our money or power. Perhaps this is your real interest in Luciano?”

Reid slowly lowered his fork.

“You got me,” Reid said and clapped his hands together. “Figured out my master plan. I’m not really a brilliant neurosurgeon trying to build a wing at all.” Reid shook off Luke’s arm on his shoulder. “ All those brains I operated on and repaired were just flukes. See I knew Luke was coming to Miami, so for the last eight years or so, I’ve been here plotting, waiting,” Reid rubbed his hands together like he was scheming. “I knew he would be unable to resist me. Once he gives me those funds, I really I plan to take Luke’s money and live in Key West and spend my time singing Jimmy Buffet tunes.”

“Great joking,” Luke tried to give a laugh, ”he’s got an odd sense of humor. He just –“

“Seriously,” Reid said. “That was my plan.”

“Please!” Luke said.

“Course I knew Luke would be fall right into the trap in about one day.”


“Okay, maybe two.”

Luke turned and scowled at Reid. Reid picked up his fork, easily extracting the crab meat and chewed.

“Many people aren’t what they seem,” Damian said coldly. “Even in our own family, there were imposters.”

“Ahh,“ Reid said, “now it makes sense.” He nodded sagely. “ Paranoia in one of the first signs of it,” Reid said.

“What?” Damian said.

“Oh boy,” Luke mumbled and dropped his head into his hands.

“Of Capgras delusion. It a neurological disorder.” Reid talked on while he stuffed more crab into his mouth. “Patients think everybody is out to get them and nobody is who they seem. Might want to have yourself checked out.” Reid gave a small smile and tapped at the side of his head. “Just saying.”

Luke looked up and then squirmed at Damian’s face.

“Most people don’t speak to me that way,” Damian replied slowly and bared his teeth at Reid.

Reid shrugged, “I’m unique.”

“Dad,” Luke tried to interrupt. “Reid.”

“Noah never spoke to me like that.”

The name hung in the air.

“I’m sure.”

“He might be easily found, you know.”

“Dad!” Luke tried to jump in again. “I wouldn’t want to find Noah.”

Both men ignored him.

“I’m sure he’s out there somewhere,” Reid agreed. “He’s probably blindly jacking off right now, regretting letting Luke go, and knowing it was the worst mistake of his stupid, mediocre life.”

Damian turned his attention to Luke. “He called me, you know.” He spoke softly.

Luke caught his lip.

Reid frowned.

“Right before he walked out on you. “ Damian seemed lost in thought. His eyes glittered with an intense emotion.

“What – what did he say?”

Luke knew his face must have showed his apprehension then.How he wished he had a face that registered nothing. His heart pounded.Had Noah revealed that he’d hit Luke?

Reid sensed his alarm and gently rested his hand on Luke’s left thigh.

“He called and told me that you were a mess. “ Damian’s voice was clipped, his mouth tight. “That he was concerned and you were drinking again. He thought I should know how bad you’d gotten. ”

Luke clenched his teeth. “That’s sounds like him. I bet he was all morally righteous with you on the phone and told you how much he respects you and how much of a disaster I am.“ Luke swore, “Fucking ass kisser.”

Damian’s mouth fell. “Luciano,” he said, “I’ve never heard you speak this rudely before.”

“Blame me,” Reid said suddenly, “I’m a really bad influence on him.” His hand soothingly made a circle of warmth on Luke’s leg.

Luke’s heart was in his throat. He didn’t want to tell Damian how ugly it had all gotten, but he would tell him if it was necessary. He took a deep breath and gathered up his resolve. “Dad, “ he said, “Noah wasn’t concerned about me; he wasn’t what he appeared.”

“I know that,” Damian said abruptly. “I am a Grimaldi, after all.“ Damian’s face went taut with emotion.

“What’d you tell him?” Luke asked.

“That if he truly wanted what’s best for you, then he’d be helping you into rehab and not planning to take you away from the family.“ Damian’s mouth tightened. “The next thing I heard he’d abandoned you.”

Damian’s eyes glittered dangerously. He downed the rest of his brandy. He examined Reid again.

“So, forgetting Mr. Mayer, I repeat, what’re your intentions with my son?” Damian’s voice was soft as silk.

“Dad,” Luke stopped him. “I appreciate where this is coming from. I know it’s from your heart. But like Reid said- I’m a grown up. “

Damian stared at Luke. His steely face cracked a moment, and Luke spotted the vulnerability just underneath.

“I can count on Reid,” Luke told his father firmly. “He’s a pain in the ass, but – “

“Not an ass kisser,” Reid finished for him, making Luke smile.

Luke felt some of the tightness finally easing out of his chest.

Reid pushed away his dinner plate.

Reid glanced back at Luke briefly, but Luke saw warmth in his eyes. Then Reid looked at Damian. “Look, all kidding aside, I’ll say this once –“

Whatever it was, Reid didn’t get the chance. Damian’s phone buzzed.

He glanced at it. “Jessica,” He mouthed. “Yes?“ Damian said, he played with the edge of his napkin. “Not as long as you thought, eh? No, I don’t mind late. After your work then. Bellismo ! I look forward to having you,” Damian smiled, “with me.”

He hung up and looked at them. “ A little fun planned.“ Damian said. “ Now where were we?”

“We were here,” Luke told him. He turned to a surprised Reid. He firmly clasped Reid’s mouth and kissed him breathless.

“I’m also, finally, having fun,” Luke told his father. “I’m happy.”

Luke beamed a smile at both men.

Both men seemed unable to resist smiling back at him.

“Now we can order dessert.” Reid said. He signaled to the waiter and his cart full of sweets.

“Cheesecake or pie?” Damian asked, a subtle glint of humor on his own face.

“Reid will eat both, “ Luke answered absently. He held up a hand to stop the waiter from coming over. “But one more thing. “

Both men sighed.

Luke ignored that. He turned to Damian. “I expect Reid to get the foundation funds, with no strings, and have them released ASAP. You,” Luke said thrusting finger at Reid, “will go over the plans in detail with my father and be agreeable about it. And you,“ Luke thrust the same finger now at Damian, “will listen to my boyfriend and be charming to him from now on.”

When both men were silent, Luke gave a nod of satisfaction.

Luke saw Reid and Damian exchange a meaningful glance.

He waved the waiter over with the dessert cart.

They all started to eat.

“He is rather bossy,” Reid complained to Damian, as he ate some pie.

“He gets that from his mother,” Damian said smoothly, and took a bite of cheesecake.


As they waited for their cars outside the valet, Damian took Luke’s hand.

Reid had gone to the restroom. It was just the two of them.

“I leave in a day. I want to spend more time with you.”

“Me too.”

“Remember,” Damian told him, ” It’s fine to have a fun fling. But use your head.”

“It’s more than that.”

“Is it?” Damian just looked at him.

Reid came back to them. He looked from Luke to Damian.

Luke smiled. He could feel sparks of attraction starting between him and Reid. He linked his fingers with Reid’s.

“Well,” Damian shrugged as his car pulled up. “We’ll have all the time in the world soon.”
Luke turned back to his father. “What do you mean?”

“When you come home,” Damian said simply.

Luke stared at his father.

“Well ah, “ Luke stuttered, “I have a press release to do, maybe two.” Luke said, feeling Reid’s eyes on him.

Damian nodded. ”And then home, yes? The foundation needs you. Your mail is stacked up too high.”

Luke bit his lip. “I’m sure, but-“

He looked again at Reid. He waited a second for Reid to jump in and demand Luke stay in Miami.

Reid stared back at him.

“How’s the weather in Rome right now?” Luke said weakly.

“Ah, rain. Your office view might be cloudy. But it will be so good to work side by side again, right?”

“Right,” Luke said distractedly. Why wasn’t Reid giving him a sign to stay?

“It was good to meet you,” Damian was saying now smoothly to Reid, shaking his hand. “I’m sure Luciano will enjoy vacation time here.”


They both watched as Damian climbed into his car.

“He really loves having me in Rome,” Luke murmured.

Reid said nothing.

Their car came. Luke tipped the valet and they went in.

Luke rested his hands on the wheel a second. He had Reid had not discussed the future. He waited. Reid didn’t speak.

“Aren’t you going to ask me?”

“Ask what?”

“Ask me not to go back.”

Slowly, Reid shook his head.

“You’re not?” Luke said, hurt. He turned the key in the ignition, suddenly feeling miserable.

“That’s your decision,” Reid told him.

“I’m asking you to tell me what you think that I should do.” Luke waited. Tell me to stay, please, please, please .

“Like I told your father, “ Reid said as he stared out the car window, “You’re an adult.”

“He has a dream about us- me - being his heir and running the business, you know?”


“He just wants that son and father thing.” Luke swallowed hard. “And I just want to make him happy.” He attempted a quick glance at Reid’s set face. “And you . And me.”

Reid made a rude noise, “You can’t make everybody happy, Luke,” he snorted. “that’s not the way the world works.”

“Says the man who doesn’t care if he makes anybody happy,” Luke shot back defensively.

Reid didn’t get how Damian had helped him through so much. How he’d lifted him up. Saved him.

“Do you want me to stay?” Luke asked again, as he turned off the exit-ramp and headed to the condo.

“That’s a choice you have to make,” Reid said again. His lips came together firmly. He wouldn’t say more.

They pulled up to the condo and they both got out. Luke held his keys in his hand so tightly he could feel a mark.

“So you don’t care,” Luke said angrily, “what I do. Where I live?“

“That isn’t what I said,” Reid began.

“No,” Luke interrupted. “You don’t say much, do you?”

“Well, how ‘bout you?” Reid replied tightly.


“You could have just told Damian you were staying here. But no. You were all – ‘Yes, father. No, father. How’s the weather.’ It was idiotic. If you want to stay then stay- if you don’t-“ Reid stopped abruptly.

Luke folded his arms across his chest. Why wouldn’t Reid just ask him to stay?

“Is this a pride thing?” Luke asked him.

“Get over yourself,” Reid snorted.


“You think everything revolves around you. You’re not the center of my universe.”

“I never said I was,” Luke’s voice was hollow sounding.

“Did I hit a nerve? “ Reid said. “Need me to reassure you now? ” Reid shook his head emphatically. “Do you ever think for yourself?”

“Shut up!”

“No, I’m interested. Did you ever make a decision without your family or your ex? Did you ever take control of anything?” Reid went up to Luke.

Luke body shook with anger.

“You’re such a jerk. I’d forgotten what an asshole you can be.”

“And I’ve forgotten what a spoiled brat you can be - “ Reid drew his breath in.

Their faces were inches apart. Luke’s hands were pushed against Reid’s chest. He could feel the warmth of Reid’s skin beneath his shirt.

Luke dropped his hands and took a step back from him.

Reid also stepped back.

“I’m not doing this,” Reid said quietly, and Luke felt a stab of deep hurt.

Reid rubbed his fingers over his face quickly. “I think I should go in. Jessica wants me at work to help her tomorrow and…” He fell silent.

“Fine,” Luke shrugged, “whatever.”

Reid started away.

“Doesn’t matter to me,” Luke added in his bitchiest tone. “Do whatever you need to do.”

“You too,” Reid said coldly.

He watched Reid walk away. Luke felt like he was burning up inside. He turned the air on in his car and rolled the windows down, but nothing helped. He started back to his hotel, but then drove past it. Luke cruised up and down AIA.

He drove along the beach. He glanced hopefully at his phone as it buzzed. Reid? No. It was his mother. Luke ignored the call. He’d been ignoring her calls for a while. He drove faster. How had this happened? How had they gone from “I love you” this afternoon to this huge fight? It was a stupid fight too. He knew it was ridiculous. He should turn around . Go back. Luke shook his head in confusion, a little stunned. No, he wasn’t going to beg Reid to have him stay. He wasn’t going to be whiny and needy. Luke turned onto the highway and raced the car down I-95. Let the cops pull him over. He didn’t care. He put his foot down and felt the speed. Faster, faster- Luke drove on. He drove all night.

Reid never called.

At dawn, Luke slowly made his way back to his hotel, his mind numb, his body aching for Reid. He took a long shower and crawled into the bed. Luke was painfully aware of Reid’s absence; how he was craving him. Not for sex, but just to be near him. He wanted to nuzzle his face in Reid’s neck and to wake up in his steady arms.

Luke twisted in his bed fretfully. He would fix this. He would go to the hospital in a few hours and have it out again with Reid. He’d make Reid admit he wanted Luke to stay. He’d force the words out of him.

Luke hugged the pillow. Every time he squeezed his eyes shut, he still saw Reid’s face, his beautiful face. Luke could picture Reid in the shower as he leaned in to kiss Luke’s lips, Reid trying not to laugh at Luke’s doing yoga, Reid’s eyes the night he told Luke that he could stay, Reid’s intensity at the moment he’d said he loved him. He’s mine and I’m his . Luke sighed and glided his hand over the pillow next to him. There was no way this was over, no way. A few hot tears escaped Luke’s eyes. He touched the pillow again. He’s mine and I’m his .

Sleep finally found him.
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Title: Without Borders
Author: Marsabi
Summary: Luke meets Reid in Miami
Warning: None
Rting: NC-17

Chapter Eleven

Reid took forever to answer his door. Luke tapped his foot impatiently. He had decided the best way to prepare Reid to meet with Damian was with a little gentle coaching.

They still had the afternoon to get it right. Luke raised his hand to give another firm rap, when the door swung open.

“Hey,” Reid said. He had a slightly sweaty look to him and was dressed in scrubs.

“Operating in here?” Luke joked.

“Exercising,” Reid gestured for him to come inside.

“I should have called- “Luke began to say.

“Oh, just get your butt in here.”

Luke followed Reid curiously. He could hear the television on. There was a green exercise mat on the floor, and a plate near it with a giant turkey sandwich oozing with mustard and mayo.

Luke glanced at the television and saw it was a Marlins game.

“What kind of exercise?”

“Yoga,” Reid answered, sitting back down on his mat and stretching out.

“You do yoga while eating sandwiches and watching baseball? “ Luke asked. “Isn’t that kind of against all the yoga rules?”

“Rules are meant to be broken,” Reid took a bite of his sandwich and chewed. “Besides, I don’t go in for all that Zen crap.”

“Then why do yoga?”

Reid shrugged. He began to go into a perfect plank position. “I started it in Moldova. There were no fancy gyms there, and even running outside the camp could be dangerous. With yoga, you only need a small space.”

Reid sat up a second and reached out to toss Luke the remote. “Here. Watch whatever you like and I’ll finish up.”

“Baseball’s fine.”

Luke pretended for a moment to watch the Marlins. He snuck a look at Reid.

Reid’s ass was now high up in the air, his palms down on the mat in a downward dog pose.
Then Reid glided his body forward, smoothly transitioning to an up dog. He stretched his neck back, his chest thrust forward.

Luke swallowed hard.

Reid changed again into a pose Luke didn’t recognize. He tucked one foot in front of his body, the other leg behind him.

“What’s that?” Luke asked, intrigued. He gave up all pretense of watching the baseball game.

Reid bowed his head low over his front knee. “A Swan,” he mumbled.

“I never knew you were so,” Luke felt a heat building up in his lower stomach, Reid was in downward dog again, “so flexible.”

“Years of practice,” Reid had humor in his voice. He looked up at Luke, “Care to get on the floor and join me?”

Luke walked over. “I’m not sure I know what to do,” Luke admitted.

“Take my mat and face me,” Reid instructed. “We’ll begin with sun salutations.”

Luke faced Reid and tried to mirror his moves. He stretched his arms over his head and then bent down slowly at the waist. He smoothly sank to the ground into a plank. Luke followed. He could hear a batter strike out on TV. He could feel Reid near him, moving into another salutation.

“Luke, don’t giggle,” Reid ordered. “Hold your plank.”


Reid looked at Luke’s pose.

“Get that ass down,” Reid told him. He broke his own plank off and squatted by Luke. He pushed gently at his backside.

Reid demonstrated the next part- he went into a low lunge and held his hands up as if to the sun. He arched his back and closed his eyes. Luke stared at him, taking in the firm thigh muscle and the sight of Reid’s Adam’s apple exposed nicely.

Luke imitated him the best he could. His own legs wobbled a bit as he attempted to look up and still balance.

“Shoot,” Luke said, “this is harder than it appears.”

Reid sighed. “Forget salutations. Try a simple pose.”


“How about a three legged dog,” he said.

“Sounds painful.” Luke grimaced.

“Watch.” Reid did it easily. His leg aimed high in the air, his crotch open for Luke’s glance of approval. Luke fantasized briefly, imagining seeing Reid in this pose completely naked. He would grab him and squeeze his –

“Now you.”

Luke jolted out of the fantasy. His own cock was getting hard. Embarrassed, Luke got onto the floor and tried to get into three-legged dog. Reid was just above him, watching.

“Raise your leg.”

Luke dangled it in the air. “Other leg- no.” Reid tried to correct his pose. He came up behind Luke and jerked his leg higher.

As soon as Reid let go, Luke fell down with a thud.

“Whoops,” Luke laughed. He beamed up at Reid with a wide grin.

“Guess I’m just not that bendy,” he complained good-naturedly.

Reid cocked his eyebrow, “Really? “

Luke fought a blush.

“I seem to remember you quite bendable in my bedroom before.”

Reid sat down next to him and wrapped his arms at Luke’s hips. He gave him a long kiss.

Luke lifted Reid’s shirt up and slid a finger at his stomach. “Guess I know how you keep these abs,” He said admiring the muscles there. He lowered his mouth to Reid’s stomach and licked at his navel.

They kissed again, their tongues dancing around each other in playful thrusts. Luke was between Reid’s legs now. He deepened the kiss, savoring the taste.

“At least I’m a good kisser, “ Luke said with a smile, his lips still close to Reid’s.

“Who says?” Reid teased and then kissed him some more.

Luke broke it off reluctantly. “I did come here with a goal,” he said.

“No kidding,“ Reid replied.

“What?” Luke asked, perplexed. “You knew that?”

“This isn’t the first day we’ve met,” Reid said dryly. “You usually have your stubborn mind on something.”

Luke smiled. “We need to go over dinner with my father.”

“Why do we need to do that?” Reid wiped at his forehead with a small towel.

“Because, you don’t know Damian Grimaldi. And this dinner is all about you.”

Reid rolled his eyes. “Terrific. “ He stood up and then held out a hand to help Luke.

“I’ll tell you what,” Luke offered. “Let’s take a walk on the beach and then I’ll treat you to some dessert.”

“Ice cream?”

“Yeah.” Luke watched Reid roll up his mat. “Whatever you want.”


“Can we go into the ice cream shop now?”

“One sec,” Luke said dreamily, as he held Reid’s hand and walked along the ocean. The breeze blew Luke’s hair back, he could taste salt on his lips. It was heavenly. He heard Reid say something more , but the sudden roar of a wave made Luke miss it. Luke smiled at some kids playing in the surf. Then, at his ear, he heard Reid whisper:

“I’m a cheap date and I give great rim,” Reid said clearly in his ear, “for some ice cream.”

Luke’s head whipped around to look at him. Reid gave a small, innocent smirk.

“I’m ready to leave, “ Luke said breathlessly.

“Good idea. I need some mint chocolate chip with hot fudge, caramel sauce and strawberries.”

“Seriously?” Luke laughed, “that sounds bit gross.”

“No ice cream is gross. What are you- plain vanilla? Cookies and cream? What are you doing now?” Reid asked as Luke didn’t answer him, and began to suddenly run a big circle around him, pumping his fist in the air.

“I’m celebrating. I know two more ways to your heart,” Luke grinned and did a little Rocky move around Reid, “weird ice cream and yoga.”

“And you’re certifiable,” Reid laughed and hooked an arm around his shoulders. He rubbed at Luke’s head affectionately. “Now feed me.”

They sat at an outside table, under a crooked umbrella and ate ice cream. They spent their time, eating from each other’s spoons and doing a great deal of kissing. Luke felt light and happy. He even liked the taste of Reid’s ice cream concoction –at least on Reid’s lips.

Luke gave a long sigh. Reid looked so handsome right then, with the sun at his face. Luke watched him suck on the ice cream spoon, his tongue darting out around it. He watched him brush off his sticky hands, and then Reid joined their hands palm to palm. And with those small gestures, Luke could feel his heart opening up and finding a tiny seed of light inside of it.

“Uh, Luke,” Reid said suddenly.

“Hmmm?” Luke felt like he could just drift into the sky right then. He wanted Reid, badly. He wanted him always. He couldn’t deny it anymore; he was madly in love with him.

“Your ice cream is melting all over.”

“Oops,” Luke said and turned away for a napkin.

“We’d better head back. “ Reid said.

“Yeah,” Luke bit his lip hard a moment. “Dinner is coming up in a few more hours.”


It wasn’t until the drive back to Reid’s place, that Luke told him everything he needed to know about Damian.

Reid listened in silence and then, as he opened up his front door, he grimaced. “You’re making your father sound like he needs to audition for Godfather Part Four.” A muscle jumped in Reid’s cheek.

“No, no,” Luke protested, “he’s not that bad.” Luke studied him. “Are you getting nervous?” he asked.

“No,” Reid denied. Then he sighed loudly. “Or if I am it’s because you’re grilling me about his past blackmailing and kidnapping schemes.” Then he pinched the bridge of his nose. “Besides, this is a weird experience for me. I’m about to meet your father and have to make nice. I’ll have to chat or something with him. I don’t meet parents of my boyfriends.” Reid shuddered. “ I feel like I’m going to a prom or something.”

“Aww, do you want romance?” Luke teased. “Should I come back tonight with roses?”

“God no,” Red looked pained. “See that’s just what I’m talking about! Roses and candy are romantic? I don’t get that - I don’t get romance, it makes no sense. That’s why I skipped my real prom and all other formal affairs. Birthdays, weddings- I don’t like them. I never know what to do and I always put my foot in it.“

Luke stared at him a second, his mouth hanging open.

“Now you’re babbling,” Luke said amused. He’d never seen this side of Reid.

“I’m just having teenage nerd flashbacks or something. “ He ran a hand through his hair. “I know things need to go well tonight for the neuro wing and,” He paused a moment and swept his gaze over Luke, “for other reasons.”

“Just be yourself,” Luke advised. He touched the side of Reid’s cheek.

Reid gave him a pointed look.

“Okay, maybe not quite yourself.” Luke smiled. He watched Reid toss down his wallet and keys, finding a disconcerted Reid absolutely adorable. He could eat Reid up. Luke had a strong desire to suddenly keep Reid off kilter. He clearly had no clue how edible he was.

Luke smiled again, wanting to keep Reid going. “So you’ve told me what romance is not.“ He tilted his head at him, ”What do you think romance is then?”

“No idea.” Reid shrugged and locked his door. “ The opposite of roses, though . That’s generic. It’s definitely not spouting some ambivalent poetry or making vague declarations. It should be clear-“

“Like cutting into a brain?” Luke suggested, smothering a laugh .

“Yes,” the corner of Reid’s mouth lifted. “Exactly. Like a good surgery.”

“ I have to be honest with you. As far as your view on romance, I completely disagree.”

“Of course you do,” Reid sighed.

“True romance is something that can never die.”

“Like Disco.” Reid nodded.

“Like the spirit of it –I gotta believe it’s not planned like an operation. “ Luke wrinkled up his nose.

“Okay fine,” Reid groaned, “tell me how you see it. Let’s get it over with.”

Reid plopped down on his couch and put his feet on his coffee table.

Luke grinned. “I think romance is like a good movie- an escape. Or maybe a rush - like riding a giant wave.”

“Until the movie ends or you crash on the sand.”

Luke shook his head, laughing openly now, and grabbed at Reid’s feet as he moved around him. He collapsed next to Reid on the couch.

“How cynical,” Luke scolded Reid.

Inside, his heart was thudding happily. Why did everything Reid did suddenly make Luke feel lit up? He gave Reid a ridiculously big smile and rested his head even closer to him.

“What?” Reid was saying. “It’s not cynical. No, it’s practical. You see romance is required in a relationship, apply it a little bit and boom –done. A healthy solution.”

“Sounds like you’re applying leeches to cure a disease.”

“Don’t knock leeches, “ Reid answered. “It was a sound medical practice at the time. “

Reid poked Luke in the ribs lightly.

“Practical romance?” Luke frowned, “ An oxymoron.” Luke waved a hand in the air for emphasis, ”No it’s got to be spontaneous, not practical at all, not planned and canned.” Luke warmed to his own topic. “It’s got to make your heart pound, knees go weak, and then it has to go beyond that. Romance is fun and thrilling and makes you want to just grab the person and say ‘Go with me’ and you do.”

Luke looked at Reid right into his eyes a second.

“So,” Reid drawled, “all this talk of romance. Do you have a point?”

“What do you mean?”

“Are you asking me to,“ Reid made a face, “court you or something?”

“No.” Luke stared at him. “You don’t need to do anything romantic.”

“I don’t?” Reid stared back.

Luke knew he should be quiet, shut up, just stop all the emotions from bubbling out. But he also knew he was lost. He wanted to give Reid everything. He just hoped Reid might give something back. Luke shrugged. He knew love was a risk. He knew that better than anybody.

Luke looked into Reid’s piercing eyes. He smelled the hint of his after shave - a warm, citrusy scent. His heart was not his own anymore. It was as simple as that.

“Listen,“ Luke said gruffly. “I don’t need romance, okay?” He stood up and jammed his hands into his pockets. Luke paced a moment in front of Reid. “You have me. You already have me.”

Luke stopped directly in front of Reid, all the emotions inside of him flooding to the surface.

“And since you hate sappy poetry and flowers –I’ll just say it.“ Luke looked at Reid. “I love you. I do - I love you – so - blah, blah , blah. Deal with it!” Luke’s voice rose up with each syllable. He sounded almost angry, but he was mostly afraid. He looked away.

God, had he just told Reid he loved him with a blah, blah, blah?

Luke flinched. He dared to look at Reid again.

Reid looked startled. He actually flushed and his eyes were bright with emotion.


He walked over to where Luke nervously stood. Gingerly, Reid touched him on the arm.

It was all the permission Luke needed.

Luke came at him wildly, pressing his mouth on Reid’s, pushing him all the way back to his bedroom, and up against his bedroom wall. He stripped off Reid’s clothes frantically, still keeping him at the wall. Reid attempted to turn around and face him, but Luke pushed him roughly again. He pulled Reid’s hair so that his neck went back and then tongued the delicate shell of his earlobe. He nibbled and sucked a path down the slope of Reid’s neck and over his shoulders.

Reid turned to him and looked like he might speak.

“Don’t look at me,” Luke said fiercely, “Just let me do this. Let me show you. Let me love you.” He removed his own clothes and went to Reid’s dresser for a condom and then lubed up his fingers.

Then he came back over to Reid, who hadn’t moved.

“Luke-“ Reid tried again.

“Shh,” Luke urged him.

Luke wrapped an arm around Reid’s chest and began to kiss his upper back. Reid moaned and bucked a little as Luke’s mouth trailed downward. Luke gave his ass a firm spank. He loved it. He loved Reid’s backside. He loved every part of his body. He wanted to be inside him so much he could burst into flames. Luke banged Reid against the wall with his body, pushing his erection near the fleshy part of Reid’s ass again and again. He teased him, rubbing his cock at Reid’s crack.

Then Luke moved lower, kneeling down now, his arm now holding Reid at his lower stomach. Reid clawed at the wall and moaned.

Luke kissed and nibbled at Reid’s inner thighs and then bent down to his dick. He began to lick it aggressively, his tongue moving over the velvety skin. Luke let his warm breath caress it. Reid thrashed against the wall. Luke opened his legs up more and took him in his mouth. Then Luke squatted under Reid’s body . Reid was still facing the wall, when Luke took him all the way into his eager mouth.

With a shout, Reid began to slide to his knees, and Luke also went down. He flipped onto his back and was on the floor. As Reid slid, Luke grabbed his cock and kept sucking him off, Luke’s face between Reid’s legs. Reid was sinking down into Luke’s waiting mouth, deeper and deeper. Luke could hear Reid shouting out and then groaning his name. Luke’s hand went back to Reid’s ass. Without warning, Luke inserted a finger in. Reid cried out and trembled at the invasion. He pushed back at Luke’s finger, and Luke thrust another one inside of him, twisting it until he found the right spot.

Reid came violently into Luke’s mouth, his cock all the way down Luke’s throat. Luke sucked the final milky drop and then pushed Reid off. Reid rested on the floor a second, panting. Luke rolled on the condom. Reid looked at him then, his eyes dazed.

Luke bent to him and kissed his mouth fiercely, possessively.

Luke raised him up to his feet and placed him spread eagle at the wall. He pounded into Reid, finding his hole so tight and perfect, Luke nearly came right then. But he took deep gulps of air and hammered in and out. Reid had his upper body slightly lowered at the wall, his legs were quaking with each thrust. Luke held him up with a firm arm. He bit down at Reid’s sweaty shoulder,and then licked at the salt of his skin.

Luke gave one more urgent thrust and then convulsed. He could feel Reid’s ass squeezing him with his muscles, helping Luke to come even harder. Luke let out what sounded like an animal howl. He and Reid sank down to the floor together.

Without words, they got up and stumbled over to the bed. There they collapsed in a tangled heap.


A long time passed. They might have slept awhile, Luke wasn’t certain. He slowly became aware of the condom still on him, and Reid still wrapped up in his arms. Reid’s arm lay protectively across his chest, and Luke could still feel the slight burn of his stubble at his skin.

Luke quickly pulled away and cleaned up. He went briefly to the bathroom and then came back to Reid, who remained motionless. Luke glanced at him and slipped under the covers. He listened to Reid’s breath a moment.

Luke covered his eyes with his hands. “I’m sorry.”

“For?” He could hear Reid now getting out of the bed.

“Getting a little crazy.”

“I’m not,” Reid said.

His voice held a note of something true and deep. It made Luke lower his arms to look at Reid.

“You’re okay with it??” Luke asked.

“Well, I don’t usually let just any guy bang me up against my bedroom wall. “ Reid shrugged, “But then again, you’re not just any guy.”

Reid’s eyes held a strong emotion Luke was almost afraid to name. Luke sat up in the bed.
Reid stood there squarely, proudly naked.

Even though they’d just had crazy, wild sex, the sight of him still made Luke ‘s heart skip. Luke’s gaze devoured him.

“So,” Luke said softly, “ How about the rest? Are you sorry you know I love you?”

There was a beat of silence.

Reid frowned. “I need some water.”


He headed for the kitchen. Luke got up, also still naked, and followed him, dogging his heels.

“Feel free to tell me how you feel,” Luke said. He wanted his voice to be light, but it came out strained instead.

“Want some water?” Reid got out two glasses.

“Thanks.” Luke said politely. Luke waited while Reid poured the water in. “But back to the banging thing-“

“ Just- it was nothing,” Reid busied himself with his glass.

“So you have nothing to say?” Luke felt his heart drop. He took the glass out of his hands.
Had he misjudged it all? Had he gambled on love and it was about to blow up in his face? But looking into Reid’s eyes, Luke just couldn’t regret it. Not loving him. Not for a second.

Luke felt his eyes grow misty.

“I’m thirsty,” Reid said, gazing at him. He drank the water down.

“It’s okay, “ Luke told him, almost gently.

“No,” Reid shook his head, “it’s not.” Reid refilled his glass of water.

“I can accept it if you don’t- “

“That’s not it,” Reid said quickly.

Luke stared at him. He smiled suddenly and flashed his dimples. ‘It’s not?”

Reid grunted.

“I’d never hurt you. “ Luke persisted. “I don’t think you’d hurt me?”

“No,” Reid said, ”I wouldn’t hurt you.”

Luke set the water on the counter. Reid set his water down too.

He took Luke by the shoulders.

“It’s just - if I say it- I mean it, Luke. And I’ll want it all from you. I won’t get all wishy-washy or go back and forth. It will be for good. Understand?”

Luke nodded vigorously. He squeezed Reid’s hand with encouragement. A feverish hope started inside of him.

“You don’t know how perfect that sounds to me,” Luke said.

They examined each other.

“Okay,” Reid rolled his eyes. “In that case,“ Reid drew in a sharp breath, “I love you,
too. “ He reached out and took back his water off the counter. “And blah, blah, blah,” he added.

He took a long swallow.

Joy made Luke dizzy. He felt like he might levitate.

“It doesn’t make any sense,” Reid went on, shaking his head. “I don’t fall in love. Not ever. I’m the last person anybody would think would fall in love. And we don’t fit at all. We shouldn’t work. And yet,” Reid turned to Luke, “I find my formerly sensible and rational self here with you and I’m gone, absolutely ridiculously utterly gone and fallen in love with you anyhow.” Reid shot Luke a look, “And I’m not too happy about it.”

“Well,” Luke replied slowly. “First of all, you’re babbling again.”

Reid lowered his eyes and nodded. “It seems I’ve been doing that all day.”

“Second of all, “ Luke continued, “I’m not so happy either. I just finally pulled myself out of an abusive, humiliating, ass-kicking mess of a first love and I have spent the last two years recovering. I swore I’d never allow myself to feel anything like love again but here I am- and loving you is ten times bigger, more frightening, and more immense than anything I ever had before.”

Reid placed a warm hand on Luke’s arm.

They stood in the kitchen together, both naked and silent.

“So,” Reid nodded, “we’re in love.”

“Looks like it,” Luke agreed.

“It’s better than the alternative,” Reid said with a shrug.



“Ahh,” Luke couldn’t help laughing at that.

Reid smiled slowly in return.


“So when did you know you first loved me?” Luke asked happily.

Reid ignored him over the shower water. He carefully squirted out some shampoo on his hands.

“We need to get ready to meet your father.”

“When did you first know it was love? “ Luke persisted.

“Tip your head back,” Reid said and began to shampoo Luke’s hair.

“I think I loved you from the moment I saw you rocking those babies,” Luke told him, closing his eyes and enjoying the feeling of Reid’s fingers.

“Yeah, well, I’m not knocking you up.”

Reid continued to massage his scalp lightly, lathering the shampoo.

“And the first time I saw you – when you opened the door - “ Luke sighed. “How about you? Were you attracted right away to me?”

“Can’t we go back to blah, blah, blah?” Reid asked. He ran his hands down the nape of Luke’s neck.

“Oh God! I can’t believe I even said that!”

“Pretty slick, Mr. PR, “ Reid agreed.

Luke opened his eyes. “That was temporary insanity or something. I’m a word guy. I like words. I like talk.”

Reid washed the shampoo out of Luke’s hair.



“Tell me one thing, just one thing you’re thinking.”

Reid sighed. “I’m thinking you have a very grabbable ass.”

“Be serious.”

Reid grunted. He let the water pour over him a moment.

“I’m thinking I don’t really know how to do this.” He said morosely.

“You know how.” Luke’s voice was bright with affection.

Luke took the shampoo and began to rub Reid’s head.

Reid gave a soft sound of pleasure as Luke began to wash the shampoo in his hair.

“Don’t give me any ‘I don’t do relationships well’ crap,” Luke told him cheerfully. “I know you better now.”

Reid smiled suddenly, “If you know me so well, then we don’t need to talk anymore, right?”

“I guess,” Luke agreed letting his hands trail down Reid’s back and rest on his hips. “You’re off the hook.”

Reid suddenly faced him. He kissed him hard, his mouth insistent on Luke’s own, and his slick body pulling him close.

Reid kept on kissing him, until Luke lost track of anything else. Luke clung to him, returning the kiss for all he was worth.

Reid released him.

Luke felt starry-eyed . He put a hand to his chest and rested against the shower wall.

“Maybe I don’t want to be...” Reid said, his eyes soft.

“Be what?” Luke asked stupidly, still recovering.

“Off the hook,“ Reid answered simply. He moved to Luke and put both hands beside him on the
wall. He began to kiss him again, his mouth lingering.

Luke groaned. “We have to meet my father soon.”

Reid didn’t reply. He flipped Luke abruptly around, so that he was now facing the wall.

“What’re you doing?” Luke protested.

“I think you know.”

Reid was pressing his erection at Luke now. “You had me at the wall before. Isn’t reciprocity what a good relationship’s built on?”

“See? You do get it,” Luke laughed.

Then he flailed around as Reid’s wet, capable fingers slid between his cheeks.

Luke moaned deeply. He opened his legs wider. He was going to have to call Damian and explain to his father why he was about to be very late to dinner. Then Luke gasped. His body writhed in pleasure. Reid’s fingers were forcefully and rhythmically inside of him now. All coherent thoughts left his mind.

Pushing him firmly against the wall of the shower, with the water pounding all around them, Reid began to love him one more time.
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Title: Without Borders 10
Author: Marsabi
Summary: Noah remains blind, and he abandons Oakdale and Luke. Luke is left feeling guilty and lost, so he decides to focus on the foundation and PR work. Luke moves the foundation to Rome and avoids America. However, two years later, his family in Oakdale has been pressuring him to visit, and when an old friend calls him with a problem with her medical organization’s image, Luke agrees to fly to Miami. But can he turn their best doctor into a media star? As the cameras roll, Luke soon finds himself in a “pretend” relationship with Dr. Oliver …
Warning: Angst and Sexually explicit
Rating: PG- NC-17
First of all, a big shout of thanks to the amazing rhiannonhero! Thanks also to traciamc

A/n: This part has angst (sorry) and sexual content and humor – a bit of a long chapter with a lot going on! This is the last, big painful Noah flashback -I promise

Chapter Ten

In the shower, Luke let the water cascade down his shoulders. He washed his hair slowly. It felt comfortable to be here now. Right. Maybe he could drive with Reid down the Intercoastal Waterway to a marina later. They could take a boat ride and look out at the sea. That would be a good place to explain all about the foundation. Smiling, Luke finished his shower. He almost hummed as he grabbed a towel. Last night had felt significant to him; he felt like something had shifted between him and Reid.

As he dried off, Luke could hear his phone.

“Can you grab that?” He shouted to Reid, absently toweling off.


A few minutes later, Luke opened up the bathroom door. Reid was sitting on his bed, Luke’s cell phone in his hand.

“You had a text , “ he said flatly.

“Oh?” Luke wrapped his towel more firmly at his waist. He studied Reid’s cool expression.

“It was from your father.” Reid said slowly, “I know I shouldn’t have read it, but,” he
shrugged, unapologetic, “I did.”

“What was it about?”

Reid’s eyes narrowed at him, ”I think you know.”

Luke gulped hard. He came closer to Reid.

“I was going to tell you.“ Luke said, licking his lips. “I was trying to find the right time.
My father - I don’t know why he wants to freeze the money. “ Luke blew out a nervous breath.

“You told me you had the control over the foundation?” Reid’s voice was neutral sounding, but Luke heard accusation in it anyway.

“Well, I normally do have control,” Luke snapped defensively. “I wasn’t trying to lie.”

“I didn’t say that-“ Reid shook his head and gave him a confused frown.

“If you want me to leave,” Luke said, moving around the room suddenly, throwing his clothes into a pile. He moved in a frenzy of activity, gathering up his things. Despite being in only a towel, he felt hot. Sweat was dripping down his back. “I can.”

“Leave? What?” Reid pinched the bridge of his nose. ”Okay, okay. Let’s back this up a moment. The real question is why did you keep this from me in the first place? “

Luke flinched. Here it came: the accusations, the fighting...

Luke crossed his arms protectively over his chest. He could see it in his mind –the venomous look, the look that would destroy him.

Luke turned away from Reid, not wanting to see it in his eyes. He was sorry he’d started this relationship. When would he learn he was only in for heartbreak? Luke’s body felt suddenly heavy, his limbs leaden. He couldn’t talk anymore. Memories of another time clouded his mind.

“If you don’t trust me,” Reid was saying softly, “then what are we doing here?”

Luke turned then. Reid was still speaking. Luke blankly watched his lips moving as all the oxygen was sucked out of the room. His mind was hurtling backwards into the memory that Luke had been trying so desperately to outrun.


“How can I trust you now?” Noah demands, shaking his head. He holds the bottle of Sky vodka.

“I just needed one, just one. You’ve been gone all the time or so distant.”

“So this is my fault?”

“No! My fault. I know. I’m sorry!”

Noah hurls the bottle down. Vodka soaks the rug by his feet.

“Have you been drinking all this time, right here behind my back?”


“Well, how would I know?,” Noah snaps. “I’m blind, right? Good thing I can still smell that you reek of this, or I’d never have known.”

“Noah, “ Luke says, “I haven’t been tricking you or drinking before. I – just tonight. I –I don’t know why.”

“So that’s it, Luke? You don’t know why you do what you do? “

“I’m confused. I –“

“And because you don’t know why, then I just should forgive poor you?”

“Noah! I know I’m wrong. But we’ve been together for a long time. We’ve been through so much“

“That doesn’t give you a moral out,” Noah exclaims.

Noah begins to walk to the door, using his cane to find his way.

“We don’t have to be together as boyfriends,” Luke pleads, “we are barely that anyhow. But don’t leave.“

“So now we come back to sex, right? “

Luke sniffs and wipes his eyes. He tries to smile, even though Noah can’t see it. “I don’t care about any of that. I just want to be with you, any way you want. Please. Please, Noah.”

He grabs at him like an animal, twisting and groping for his hand. Noah shoves him away.
Luke comes back to him.

Noah grasps him by his shoulders, his fingers digging into Luke’s skin. He holds Luke away from him.

Noah’s stare is somehow penetrating - his eyes unfocused and yet full of pure hate.

“ You did this.” Noah accuses. “ I tried to stay with you. I tried to forgive you for that day-“

“It was an accident”, Luke screams. Tears pour down his face.

Noah drops his hands like Luke will burn him. He ignores Luke’s tears and steps around him slowly.

"I tried, Luke.” Noah’s tone is resigned. “But this? Your drinking?” His face fills with contempt. “And you told me you weren’t ever going to drink again?

“I didn’t lie! I didn’t plan to. “ Luke speaks quickly, his words only slightly slurred. “Noah, let’s start over. Tonight. No more drinking for me. And we can – “ Luke drops to his knees. “None of the past is important anymore. All that matters is where we go from here- together.”

Noah says nothing. He wrenches the door open and begins to leave.
Luke is holding his legs, trying to stop him from walking out the door. He is dragging Luke across the welcome mat, and attempting to lift his legs free of him.


“Luke? What’s wrong with you?”

Luke heard Reid’s question from a great distance and didn’t reply. His lungs clutched for air. He felt a horrible squeezing in his chest.

Luke felt slightly dizzy. He opened his mouth to try and speak, but he couldn’t.
Reid was coming to him now, walking determinedly over. His hand out –

Luke ducked away. He fell to the floor and rolled into a small ball.

“What’s wrong with you?” Reid demanded again. He sounded even angrier now.

Luke could feel his whole body shaking. He curled his head to his legs, and rocked back and forth. The air felt too fragile to breathe.

Reid’s voice broke off and Luke could feel him take a small step away.

Nothing happened . The dead silence went on and on. After a long while, Luke felt reality coming back to him. He sucked in air. He stopped rocking so much. Luke slowly glanced up at Reid.

“Sorry,” Luke whispered. He blinked a few times, like somebody first waking.

“I wasn’t going to hit you,” Reid said.

Luke didn’t answer. His lips felt swollen, a dirty taste in his mouth.

They looked deeply into each other’s eyes. Reid’s held a warmth that stunned Luke.
As for his own face, well, Luke had no idea how he must appear to Reid. He only knew how he felt inside: wrecked, broken, exhausted.

Luke was frozen. Not yet ready to get up.

Reid slowly crouched down to his level.

“But he did, right? That asshole you dated? He hit you.”

“No!” Luke took a deep breath. He shook his head vigorously.


Their eyes met again. Luke swallowed hard. He attempted to shrug.

“Why are you protecting him?”

“I’m not.”

“Then tell me-“

“It was just once,” Luke said. “Only one time.”

Reid stared at him. “Once is too many times,” Reid told him.

Luke just nodded, shame-faced. Reid was right. Once was too many times. Once could damage you for life.

“I’m sorry,” he told Reid. He couldn’t say anything more for a moment. He began to cry, attempting to hide his hot face with his hands. “I’m sorry. I’m such a mess. “

Luke could sense just how close Reid was to his body. Reid was holding out an open hand, as if Luke were a frightened animal who needed to smell him first. And Luke did feel wary still.

“I was a mess last night, “ Reid said. Reid made contact with Luke’s hand and gently helped him.

They both stood up. Luke could feel his legs almost give way.

Luke half-laughed and half-sobbed. “Hardly the same.”

He looked down at their linked hands. He could feel his lip trembling and tried to control it. He knew he was with Reid and he knew the rest was long ago. Yet here it was between them- ruining everything.

Luke waited for Reid to tell him it was over and ask him to leave.

“I don’t normally do this,” Reid’s voice sounded pained.

“What?” Luke asked almost numbly.

“This,” Reid said. He opened his arms widely. Luke’s breath caught and then Reid was embracing him, his fingers holding Luke’s waist. Luke made an incoherent sound and buried his face in Reid’s neck. They swayed together for a moment. Luke was conscious of his own trembling and of Reid’s soothing hands. He leaned into Reid with his eyes shut.

“I should’ve told you right away about the funds,” Luke said thickly, “but I was so happy just being with you.”

Reid just nodded. He wiped away one of Luke’s tears.

Reid looked at him steadily his gaze like a compass, while Luke fumbled to get his bearings.

“I didn’t want you to be disappointed,” Luke added hoarsely.

Reid was nodding his head again. “I get it.”

Luke said nothing else. He stared at Reid with a terrible yearning.

“Listen,” Reid said. His voice was urgent as if he needed Luke to hear every syllable. Luke stood perfectly still, waiting.

“I don’t know what to say about all this,” Reid shook his head. “I tell you to listen to me and I don’t…” he closed his mouth tightly. “Do you want to talk about him?” Reid asked.

“No,” Luke answered shortly.

Relief swept across Reid’s features. But then he frowned slightly. “What do you want?” He gazed at Luke, troubled.

Luke looked back. This time Luke opened his arms up. “Another one of these might be good.”

Reid took Luke into his arms again.

Luke didn’t flinch away. He breathed in Reid’s scent, inhaling him. He felt himself calming down. He allowed his arms to tighten around Reid’s body.

Reid ‘s mouth turned and began to lick at his cheek, tasting the saltiness of his tears. The Reid began to kiss Luke. The physical contact was Luke’s undoing. Luke grabbed at Reid wanting him so much, craving the contact of his warm body. He needed him so badly. He was so empty.

Reid seemed to sense his longing. He pulled off Luke’s towel and was soon touching him everywhere.

Luke’s own hand moved to undress Reid. He pulled at his clothes. Finally they were both naked. They embraced again, their chests touching, a heat building between them.
Luke kissed Reid’s mouth frantically, needing his tongue pressed inside, needing his taste.

His fingers shifted and moved down over Reid’s sculpted torso, then settled at his hard bulge.

“We don’t have to do this,” Reid panted out. His voice sounded grave, as if acknowledging the depths of Luke’s want.

Luke held Reid in his hand firmly. He locked his eyes with Reid’s. He could see desire in Reid’s gaze but also something more. Luke closed his own eyes and opened his mouth. His face strained.

He felt Reid touch his lips, lightly running his finger over them. Then he felt Reid’s breath near his skin. Luke opened his mouth even wider, his eyes still closed.
Reid’s lips were gentle at first, barely touching his own, sweet and healing.
Luke wrapped his arms around Reid’s neck and pulled him in. He was the one who thrust his tongue inside of Reid, exploring his sensual mouth. Luke skimmed the top of Reid’s upper lip, then the lower one, then back inside. Reid moaned and deepened the kiss.
Reid gently touched Luke’s lower back, still kissing him, and then held Luke at the curve of his ass. Luke did the same to Reid.

He stopped the kiss a second and looked into Luke’s eyes again.

“You really still want me?” Luke whispered, amazed.

Reid ignored him. He pulled off his briefs and then dropped to his knees. Luke saw his own cock pointed at Reid, as Reid grasped it with his fingertips.

Reid caressed it. Luke thrust his hips forward and groaned. He was throbbing now.
Luke sank to the floor. Reid sucked harder and Luke whimpered out some low cries of pleasure. He stopped Reid a moment and drew some air.

“I want to do that to you, too,” Luke begged. Reid released him and turned.

Each of them had the other in his mouth.

Luke marveled at Reid’s length. He took it slowly inside, and ran his tongue along the ridges. He gave a long, sweet suck. Luke sighed with something close to relief.

Reid, meanwhile, licked at his pre-cum.

An aching pressure was building in Luke’s body. Just before they both were about to explode, Reid pulled away and motioned to his bed.

“Inside you now,” he told Luke, “now.”

Reid grabbed the condoms and lube. “Put it on me,” he told Luke.

Luke fumblingly rolled a condom up Reid. He began to straddle him, but Reid changed position.

“Not yet,” Reid murmured. He got on his knees and pulled Luke over his thighs. He had Luke face down over his lap and opened him up. Reid’s tongue rimmed him, thrusting deeply into him. Luke struggled against Reid’s lap a moment, jerking his body left and right. Reid followed his movements, keeping his tongue on him. Luke shuddered from the wet pressure. He moaned.

Reid flipped onto his back and pulled Luke on top. He fingered him a moment with the lube, pushing two fingers into Luke and hooking them up. Luke almost came right then. Reid felt it and withdrew his hand.

“Not till I’m inside you,” he said.

Luke eagerly agreed and this time straddled Reid successfully. He lowered himself down hard on Reid’s cock. He hurried Reid all the way inside of him.

He grabbed the headboard for support and bucked his hips forward. He could hear Reid’s groans. His erection banged against Reid’s stomach.

“So good,” Reid said, and his words of pleasure sent Luke over the edge. Luke moved up and down on Reid, his hands tightened on the headboard so much, his fingers were white. He parted his lips and shouted Reid’s name.

Reid began to come, the orgasm ripping through his body.

Luke came too, hard and long.

“I love you!” Luke shouted. “I love you!”

Spasms of pleasure racked his body. He felt Reid’s hands at his ass, holding him.

Pulling off of him, Luke collapsed against the side of the bed. They breathed in ragged gulps for air.

The words had snuck out of him, like a thief escaping out the back window and stealing his most precious possession. Now he could think of nothing else.

“I didn’t mean-“ Luke began.

“ -- I know” Reid quickly interrupted. “People say things they don’t mean during sex all the time.”

Luke glanced at him, then away.

Luke forced his eyes to close and he tried to sleep. He didn’t want to speak again. He could hear Reid getting up, going into the bathroom, then going to the kitchen.

Why had he told Reid that he loved him? Why couldn’t he just leave it all alone?

Luke took advantage of Reid’s being in another room and quickly washed up. He threw on his clothes. He was practically out Reid’s door, when Reid came in with two coffee mugs.

“No thanks, “ Luke forced a smile. “ I need to meet my father soon. “

“Oh,” Reid said.

“I’m going to get him to release the funds.” Luke rubbed the nape of his neck.

“I believe you,” Reid replied. He put the coffee down and walked closer.

Luke looked at him then quizzically. ”Why?”

“Because you’re tenacious.” Reid leaned forward, clasping his hands around Luke’s waist, and dragging him closer to him. “And because you promised me, right?”

Luke’s heart fluttered wildly in his chest at the trust on Reid’s face.


Reid released him with a nod. “Just next time – you can talk to me, okay?”

A flush crept up Luke’s neck. “Okay.”

Luke occupied himself with his wallet and keys. Clumsily, he dropped them and his keys clanged onto the floor.

They both bent for them at the same time, their foreheads nearly touching.

“Here,” Reid handed them to him.

“Thanks,” Luke said.

“Guess you’d better go.”


So many unspoken words just hovered in the air between them. There was a long pause.

Luke gave Reid another smile, a real one. Reid’s mouth hitched up slightly in return.
Then Luke opened the door. He was determined to confront Damian soon and make the situation right.


At his hotel, Luke went through his things and did some research on the WMB. He wanted all his facts clear before he met with his father. He wanted to pitch WMB to him convincingly. Although, Luke suspected it wasn’t WMB he must pitch. He knew Damian. He knew it was Reid he must sell to his father.

Luke tried to not open the journal, but it called to him. He chewed his lip and paced the room several times. But then he gave in. he opened up to that page. That day that changed his whole life forever. The day that had just made him act unglued with Reid. He skimmed down the entry, and then read the last part of it.

Noah turns to leave me.

I plead more - gently , earnestly. I beg.

His face set like a rock. His fingers in fists by his sides.

He is pushing me away, and I’m clawing desperately at him.

“Don’t just go! Don’t go!”

I feel the full force of Noah’s weight behind the punch. It makes a cracking sound like thunder. The sting of it barely registers to me as I fly across the room. There’s a thudding sound as I fall against the bookshelf and books come down on my head like bowling pins. I land in a crumpled heap of them.

Dazed, I stare up at Noah.

“Why are you like this,” Noah says. He gives me a withering look. ”Why do you make me like this too? “

I lick at a trace of blood at the corner of my mouth. I hear a high-pitched broken sound coming from my own mouth.

Noah takes a step back to the door. “Don’t follow me,” he says in a remote voice.

The message is clear: I can hurt you again if I want.


Luke stared at the entry, brushing away some tears. As he closed the journal, a bright blue smear of ink came off on Luke’s hands. He got to his feet and went to the bathroom. Luke scrubbed them hard. He scrubbed until his skin felt raw. But he watched with satisfaction as the drops of ink went down the drain.

Luke didn’t even know why he kept that journal. He should throw it out, rip it up, burn it. He wondered if other people tormented themselves over their past, if other people let their self-loathing turn hot and cold inside of them? Luke felt something deep within him twist.

Why would Reid want to hear words of love from him?

But then an image of Reid making love to him entered his mind. The way Reid had kissed him - it had been beyond physical. Luke clutched at his heart. Reid’s lovemaking struck him today like an unstoppable force. He couldn’t deny it, not to himself. He did love him. He loved Reid’s immense passion and he loved his unexpected tenderness. What he had shouted out had been the truth. He couldn’t let Reid slip through his fingers. He had to try to not run away from love. He had to try and push past all these doubts and fears. When he was with Noah, how many times had Luke let him reject him as a lover and even as a friend? Even now, he was letting Noah hurt him.

Luke’s face was suddenly burning. He spat into the sink. He was done with Noah.

No more.



Luke hurried toward the airport doors. Father and son hugged each other and Damian kissed Luke’s cheeks.

Damian surveyed Luke up and down. “You look good - got some color,” Damian said.

“I feel good,” Luke answered. “But we need to discuss…”

“No, no. Not yet, “ Damian laughed. “No business yet. “ He hooked an arm around Luke’s shoulders. “First, I just want to enjoy my son.”

“Okay,” Luke smiled. He’d missed Damian too.

“Good. We talk business later. Now for important matters –what are you driving? “

Luke laughed and felt at ease.

“Er- it was a Lamborghini,” Luke shrugged. “I just traded it in. “ He wasn’t going to get
into the unfortunate vomit incident with Reid.


Luke grinned, “Why? Want to race with me?”

“No matter what you drive, I will always be the master driver.”

“I know of a speedway not too far?” Luke grinned.

“Well, I haven’t even checked into the hotel yet.”

“I understand, “ Luke nodded. “Afraid I’ll beat you?” He dangled the keys in front of
Damian’s face.

“Ha!” Damian accepted the challenge. He took the keys in his hand.

The Homestead-Miami Speedway let people race their own cars down the track. Damian and Luke suited up, put on their helmets, and took off. Luke had replaced the Lamborghini with a Ferrari, and Damian had just rented a Maserati. Luke hit the gas. He loved the sensation of rushing that a fast car gave him. Since learning how Reid’s parents had died, he’d been trying to curb his heavy foot. But now, with his own father in the car next to him, he soared down the track.

Despite Luke’s excellent driving, Damian edged him out at the last turn. The cars screeched to a halt. Luke swung open Damian’s door and poked at him.

“I can’t believe that last move, old man.” Luke made a noise of disappointment,“I had you up until then.”

“You drove too fast too early,“ Damian laughed. “You need to learn to plan and pace it out.”

Luke only smiled.

When everybody else in Oakdale had blamed him for Noah’s leaving and seen only that Luke was drinking again, Damian had reached out and tossed him a lifeline. He alone rescued Luke, refused to judge him, and had been with him through his painful journey back to sobriety.

“So,“ Damian was saying, “ now I guess we must talk about the money.”

Luke shook his head.

“What?” Damian asked.

“I know you. “ Luke told him. “You’re using the money and freezing the funds as an excuse.”

Damian gave him a blank stare. “To do what?”

“Plan and pace it out, right? You’re using the funds as an excuse to come here and check up on me. “

Luke put an arm around Damian’s shoulders as they walked off the race track. “You don’t have to worry, Dad. I’m doing well here.”

Damian stopped walking and turned Luke to face him. He searched Luke’s eyes.

“Are you in love with this man?”

Luke pursed his lips together and flushed. Then he glanced at Damian and gave a small nod.

“And how does he feel?”

Luke hedged, “That’s between me and Reid.”

“Luciano, “ Damian sighed, “the man is getting millions from the foundation, and trust me here- people aren’t always what they seem.”

“Reid and I had a deal about the foundation and the neurology wing before we started dating,” Luke said hotly.

Damian shook his head. Then he shrugged and just ruffled Luke’s hair .

“I could really use a swim . Let’s stop at the beach and then the hotel, okay?”

“Sure.” Luke sighed. It would take more than words to fully convince him.

A little bit later, they pulled up to the beach. Damian opened up his suitcase and pulled out two bathing suits.

Luke wrinkled up his nose, “I’m not wearing that.”


“That. The world’s smallest bathing suit.”

“Luciano,” Damian complained as he put back one of his Speedos, “Sometimes, you are so American.”

Luke just shrugged. “You swim. I’ll just relax on the beach.”

He waited as Damian changed in the men’s room. A few moments later, Damian emerged in his tight suit. It left nothing to the imagination.

Luke tapped at his father’s stomach playfully. “Getting a little old for this outfit, aren’t you?”

“Other men would kill for this body,” Damian scoffed. “Be glad you have my genes.”

Luke laughed and followed him down to the ocean. The water was as calm as bathwater.

“I bet Holden’s stomach is not half this firm,” Damian added, as he adjusted his swimming goggles.

Luke shook his head, “I am so not having this conversation with you.”

Damian just grinned at him. “What? I’m just saying Holden was always a little…soft.” With that, Damian headed off for a quick swim. Watching him, Luke had to admit he could still turn lots of heads.

After his swim, Damian took the towel from Luke and they headed back to the cars.

“Now,” Damian said, drying off his back and draping the towel around his shoulders, “About your doctor.”

“Not again,” Luke said. “He isn’t playing me, “ he said firmly.

“Then I want to meet him. “

“Yeah, I’m not sure –“

“Does he have something to hide?” Damian asked with a raised eyebrow.

“No!” Luke studied the ground. “But I don’t think Reid would like being …interrogated by you.”

Chewing his lip, Luke looked at Damian. “Please promise me you won’t do that.”

Damian gave him a big smile. “I will be my charming self.”

Luke half-groaned.

“Just don’t expect Reid to charm you back.”

“Why not?” Damian asked curiously.

“Reid’s incapable of charm,” Luke laughed, “he’s way too honest for that.” As the words left his mouth, he realized they were true. Reid was honest. Luke’s step faltered a moment. It was Reid’s very directness that was his charm, and that was so powerfully attractive.

“Tonight.” Damian ordered. “ Joe’s Stone Crab restaurant. Meet you both there at nine.”

Damian checked his Rolex a moment, and then turned back to Luke. “Oh and bring that lovely Jessica Griffin too,” Damian grinned again, “I haven’t seen her in years.”

Luke nodded. “I’ll call her.”

“Bellismo! Now I need to sleep off my jet lag. Let’s go the hotel.”

Luke knew that Reid was in for some probing questions from his father. Just like Jessica would be in for some heavy flirting tonight. In both ways, Damian never changed.
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Title: Without Borders 9
Author: Marsabi
Summary: Noah remains blind, and he abandons Oakdale and Luke. Luke is left feeling guilty and lost, so he decides to focus on the foundation and PR work. Luke moves the foundation to Rome and avoids America. However, two years later, his family in Oakdale has been pressuring him to visit, and when an old friend calls him with a problem with her medical organization’s image, Luke agrees to fly to Miami. But can he turn their best doctor into a media star? As the cameras roll, Luke soon finds himself in a “pretend” relationship with Dr. Oliver …
Warning: Sexually explicit content (some parts)
Rating: PG- NC-17 (depends)
First of all, a big shout of thanks to the amazing rhiannonhero! Thanks also to traciamc

Chapter Nine

The next morning they headed for another interview. Luke had plenty of chances to talk to Reid about Damian and the wing, but he just didn’t. He wasn’t certain why. Reid was teasing him again about being such a grumpy morning person. Then Reid was leading him into the shower and soon giving him the most amazing shower sex of his life. Luke was still so hungry for Reid. He could have spent all day touching him. He didn’t know how or when it happened, but Luke trusted Reid. He eagerly opened his body. He hooked his legs around Reid’s hips and arched back against the shower wall. He gazed into his luminous eyes. He had no fear about climaxing in a hot, messy rush.

He did try to find the words about the foundation trouble over breakfast, but Reid kept stuffing food in his mouth. And Luke knew that he should find it disgusting, but he found it endearing instead. He just sat back and watched Reid in amusement. It hadn’t felt like the right time to bring up Damian. Besides, Damian had sent him a second message and told him he was delayed for a little while and wouldn’t be there so soon. It was a relief to have just a little more time. Luke was angry at his father for just freezing the funds; Damian was so typically arrogant. It would be better to talk to him face-to-face. Luke was hopeful that he could calm Damian’s concerns.

Meanwhile, Luke and Reid had another job to do, and Luke told himself that he didn’t want to upset Reid before they went in front of the cameras. There would be time to discuss the neuro wing later.

When they arrived at the studio, Jessica met them in the lobby, excited to watch them on ‘South Beach Buzz’.

“Since you guys started this PR campaign, WMB has had several large contributions from patrons in the Miami area.”

“That’s fantastic!” Luke exclaimed. He embraced Jessica. “Just think if the story was picked up by some national news too.”

“Can you help make that happen?”

Luke nodded, “I think so.”

Jessica turned to Reid. “Just remember to answer all the questions politely.”

“Even if you think they’re dumb,” Luke added, nodding.

“And most of all, “ Jessica said, “back Luke up.”

She waved excitedly to her producer friend, and then went to join him in the green room.

Reid leaned into Luke, “I always back you up,” he murmured.


The hosts of ‘South Beach Buzz’ were three women. There was Debs Buckman. She was the oldest in the group. She had a voice like she had chain-smoked for many years, and was always interrupting the younger hosts to cackle out her own opinions. Then there was Valerie Van. She was blond and bouncy and from the Mid-West. Actually, she had lived in Florida for 15 years now, but she liked to pretend she was just off the milk truck. The third host, Katie Webb, was a large woman with a booming laugh and grabby hands. She pinched Luke on the cheek and butt all in the five seconds it had taken to greet them.

The hosts began with a small informative talk on Without Medical Borders, but soon went off on a tangent about the awful gowns that hospitals put patients in.

“I mean do they really need to see this behind?” Katie chuckled warmly, turning so the cameras could see her ample ass.

“I hate hospitals- the smells –the sickness,” Valerie gave a delicate shudder. “Why can’t it be cheerful? Illness is just so depressing,” she gave a perky shrug.

“My ex-husband was in and out of the hospital all the time, “ Debs suddenly said, “more than he was ever in and out of me.”

All of the hosts laughed wildly. Luke could just hear the laugh track being added. He tried to laugh, too. He glanced at Reid. Luke could see that Reid was soon bored by all the empty-headed chatter. Reid was probably doing math problems in his head or something.

“Ladies,” Luke said, trying to steer the conversation back, “let me tell you about some of WMB’s projects.”

“Great,” Valerie gave him a huge grin, “and tell us again how you two cuties met.”

“He wants to talk about his projects,” said Katie, “let the man speak.”

“Thanks. I just –“

“I was going to let him speak, “ Valerie protested.

“No,“ Katie shook her head, her bosom heaving, “You weren’t. “

“Yes I was!”

“Last week you interrupted Enrique Iglesias, “ Katie said with sudden anger, “just to tell us again about your Dylan’s potty training.”

“Now there is a gay man,” cackled Debs.

“No, he’s straight, “ said Katie.

“How can you tell anymore, “ Valerie complained.

“I always know, “ bragged Katie.

“No you don’t.”

Katie turned to Luke, ”Tell us honey, how do you know when your man is gay?”

“Um,” Luke shot a glance at Reid.

“Don’t be shy, honey,” Katie boomed out. “We want to know.”

“I remember my college boyfriend,” Valerie said. “He barely wanted to kiss me and then he told me he needed room to grow.”

“What was he a flower? “ Debs quipped. “Now my ex-“

“Which one?” said Katie.

“The second one. The plastic surgeon. He liked shopping and hated sports, but he gave me great- “

“Face lifts?” Valerie said dryly.

“Listen,” Debs shot back, her face getting red, “your girls might be young and perky now, but in a few years when they’re down to your knees, you won’t be so against a little nip and tuck.”

“Luke,” Katie said to him, “how do you know it’s real?”

The question made him squirm. He chewed his lip a moment. Then he offered the hosts a smile.

“I guess it’s like being with anybody ,” Luke said, “straight or otherwise. You just look at that person,” he couldn’t help starting over at Reid a little, “and you know. You’re connected. You fit.”

He and Reid locked eyes. The look was so hot Luke thought the camera might steam up.

The ladies all turned to him like vultures seeing new prey.

“So Reid, where do you see yourself with Luke in ten years?”

“How about we first discuss where I see WMB?” Reid said.

Luke noticed he’d deflected the question like an expert.

“Men hate commitment,” Debs was saying, “straight or gay –doesn’t matter. Men hear words like commitment and think prison sentence.”

“My husband isn’t like that,” huffed Valerie. “He loves being married.”

“Your husband?” Katie laughed, “The one who was with that porn star girl before you?”

“At least I don’t keep warm with some cheap vibrator and some trashy romance novel,” countered Valerie.

The ladies all pounced on each other then, completely forgetting their guests.


“That was fun,” Reid said sarcastically. They were standing just outside of the studio, waiting to say goodbye to Jessica.

“It wasn’t all bad,” Luke said.

Reid cocked a brow at him, “It was a nightmare.”

“They bicker like that all the time, I think. But it was kind of frightening,” Luke admitted. He sat down on one of the patio chairs.

“Give me a war zone over a bunch of crazy women any day,” Reid groaned. “How many more of these things are we doing?”

“I don’t know.” Luke suddenly lowered his eyes. His fingers dug into the chair.

“What?” Reid asked, looking at his clenched hands.


Reid just looked at him again.

Luke shrugged. “The interviews are coming to an end. Really. And I don’t want them to be over.”

He peeked up at Reid. He waited to see if Reid would admit he would be sorry their time was ending too. They hadn’t talked about the future. They hadn’t discussed anything. Luke’s stomach flipped over as he waited.

“Right.” Reid said finally. “ Well, they have to end sometime.”

At the complete indifference in Reid’s voice, Luke jumped out of the chair. Luke felt a muscle in his cheek twitch. He narrowed his eyes at Reid, and then turned abruptly from him. Luke walked a few steps away from him.

“Now what?” Reid asked, perplexed. He followed Luke.

“So you really don’t care that all this is almost over?”

“Why should I?”

“Right,” Luke chin jutted out. He flipped his hair out of his eyes and angrily folded his arms. “ Right, why would you? I guess in a few weeks you’ll just go on with your life. In a few weeks you’ll be like - Luke who?”

“Wait? What?” Reid opened his mouth to say more, but Luke cut him off.

“Don’t worry. No strings. No problems. Just forget it all.” He started to walk off in a huff, but Reid grabbed his arm.

“What’s with the drama?” Reid gave him a searching glance.

Luke refused to meet his gaze. “Just forget me. Forget this conversation.”

“And I’ll forget how to operate on brains too, right?”

Luke sniffed, “I have no idea what that means.”

“Well if I can just forget you, then something must be really wrong with me, maybe early dementia or something. I’ll probably no longer remember anything important in my life - not how to play chess, not how to operate, nothing.”

Luke stared at him.

Reid grabbed him and kissed him hard on the mouth.

“I was only talking about the interviews, Luke.” Reid nudged him. “ You bonehead. I’m not forgetting you. “

“Really?” Luke flushed.

“Really,“ Reid said firmly.

“In that case, “ Luke grinned, ”let me buy you lunch. I know just the right place.”


Barton G’s was nestled in a secluded area of South Beach far from the average tourist’s eyes. The restaurant was overflowing with tropical plants and flowers. It was famous for its huge portions that were served in unusual ways. For instance, Reid and Luke ordered the Lobster Pop tarts, which came in a giant pretend toaster. Then they tried the sushi snow cones. Raw tuna was carefully wrapped up in round balls of frozen ice with wasabi dots as “cherries “ and decorated in a pretend waterfall of ponzu sauce. Reid’s eyes were shining with joy. He waved the waiter over to the table.

“I’ll try the Portobello Porsche- that one that’s mushrooms and crabmeat and shaped like a car.” He said.

“Very good,” the waiter said.

“Enjoying yourself?” Luke laughed at Reid’s eager expression.

“I think having a rich young lover has some definite perks,” Reid agreed, his mouth full of sushi.

Reid devoured all the appetizers. He asked soon for a round of entrée food: shrimp kabobs, kettle chips with different mustard sauces, confetti duck bites. He drank some odd cocktail that they served in three beakers like a pretend chemistry set.

“It’s like a circus for food,” Luke laughed. “They had nothing like this back in Oakdale.”

Reid nodded and grunted, stuffing in another lobster tart. The waiter came by and gave Reid an approving grin. A fragrant platter of sliced duck meat was put down before them.

“Now that was a small town.” Luke ate a few modest bites of the duck and then stopped. He became lost in memories of his old town. “ I felt like at the end, I just had to go. Maybe it was in my mind, but I felt like everybody was judging me,” Luke sighed. Then he looked over at Reid downing his drink and then chewing the kettle chips .

“Are you listening at all or just stuffing your face?” Luke demanded.

“Oh don’t act all wounded. I’m listening.”

“Are you?”

“I’m doing both,” Reid said as licked kettle chip crumbs from fingers. “I can multi-task.”
Reid ate some duck and made a low sound of approval. His face was almost flushed with pleasure. He glanced at Luke. “I get it. You town sucked and you left, right?”

“That’s the short version. ”

“I like succinct stories, “ Reid said.

“Well, you don’t know Oakdale if you think it was a quick decision or a short story,” Luke laughed. “Nobody leaves that town easily.”

Reid bit into a piece of giant bread and chewed. “ You know, you did the right thing,” he told Luke between mouthfuls.


“You did right by leaving. But you’re good like that. Determined. Like a bull dog.”

Luke’s mouth dropped open. He shook his head. “I think most people would call me a cute puppy or something.”

Reid snorted. “Then most people don’t see you. The way you pursued me doing the PR thing? The way you grilled me today outside the South Beach Buzz studio? You,” he waved a kettle chip at Luke, “are pure bull dog. “ A few drops of mustard fell on the white tablecloth. The waiter rushed over and dabbed it up.

“I doubt anybody in Oakdale would agree, “ Luke mused, thinking over Reid’s words.

Reid smiled at him and then scooped some more kettle chips into his eager hands. He dipped them into the spicy mustard. “Well, maybe Oakdale should have taken a second look at you,” was all he said.

Dessert came. Luke ordered the cotton candy “tree,” and the chocolate fondue fountain. The cotton candy was huge. It had sprinkles as pretend leaves and a trunk of licorice. The chocolate fountain was literally dripping chocolate over strawberries and pound cake.

“Want?” Reid asked, breaking off a big strip of cotton fluff.

“No,” Luke wrinkled his nose up. “I’m full.”

“Then like yesterday’s trash, this is gone, “ Reid said happily. He ate the sticky treat in four bites, and then dipped pound cake into the chocolate stream.

“Everything okay, guys?” The waiter asked, smiling.

“Are you kidding?”, Luke exclaimed. “This is his idea of heaven.”

Reid shot him a look, and then he ate some more dessert.


Just a little later, however, Reid looked more like hell. They were driving back to his condo. Luke was at the wheel. When he heard Reid moan slightly, he glanced over at him and was immediately worried.

“Are you okay? You’re a little green?”

Reid made a wild gesture with his hand, “Pull over!” But they didn’t make it. He promptly threw up all over the Lamborghini’s floors.

“Oh boy,” was all Luke said. Then Reid threw up again.

“You can go,” Reid told him later. They had made it up to his condo after several emergency stops. Reid was leaning down by his toilet, a wreck.

“Maybe I should take you to the hospital?” Luke asked.

“No,” Reid said. He emphatically shook his head. “It’s food poisoning, but it will pass. I’d rather get it out this way than have some dumb nurse pump my stomach.”

He heaved a moment and groaned. Then he looked up at Luke.

“Will you quit gawking?”

“I’m not.” Luke shook his head at him. “ Now stop being such a baby.”

Reid just moaned a second.

“This isn’t pretty,” he managed to say before helplessly retching into the toilet. When it was over, he mumbled, “You can go.”

“I’m okay,” Luke insisted stubbornly, bending down and rubbing a consoling hand on the space between Reid’s shoulder blades.

Reid flushed the toilet. He rested his head on his hands.

“Well, this should win me date of the year award. Molly and Mick would be proud.”

Luke laughed softly. But his eyes examined Reid’s pale coloring as he began to heave again.

“Ahh-sorry,” Reid said and then turned back to the toilet.

Luke turned and busied himself with finding a washcloth. He could tell that Reid was embarrassed. He opened the linen closet and took out a tiny towel. He ran the tap water over it and then wrung it out.

“Here,” Luke crouched down by Reid again. “Let me help.”

Luke cradled his neck as he gently washed Reid’s face. He glided it over the stubble on his cheeks. Carefully Luke slid the washcloth down Reid’s neck, his wrist grazing the skin.

“Go figure,” Reid said, “I eat hospital food daily and have been in terrible locations all around the world, but a five star restaurant does me in!”

“I feel so bad about taking you there,” Luke answered. He gently touched the washcloth to Reid’s forehead.

Reid was staring at him. “You don’t mind all this? Pretty gross.” He looked down at the toilet in disgust.

“You‘d help me,” Luke said, suddenly sure of that much.

Reid grimaced. “I’m a doctor. I cut open brains, get splattered with brain matter and blood on a regular basis. This is easy stuff for me”

“Okay, that image is turning my stomach- please stop,” Luke teased.

“Exactly. I‘m used to gross, it’s part of the job. “ Reid paused and held his stomach a moment. He swallowed hard. “ But seeing me like this for you-“

“I’m a drunk, “Luke interrupted, “I’m familiar with vomit.”


“I mean it. I’m fine.”

Reid half-smiled. “I guess you did probably toss your cookies lots.”

“From what I can remember, ”Luke admitted, “I tossed them all over Oakdale - diners, hotels, friend’s houses, farms, ponds, libraries, malls- “

“I get the picture,” Reid said, then his mouth twitched. “I guess that makes me feel better. I only threw up in your million dollar car.”

Luke shrugged. ”It’s a rental”

They smiled at each other a second.

Then Reid gasped and turned back to throw up once more. His face looked clammy with sweat and his back was shaking. Luke soothingly stroked his spine up and down.

“Maybe you should go,” Reid said again.

“I’m not leaving you.” Luke massaged his shoulder a moment. “I want to be here,” Luke told him. Then he caught his lip. “Unless you don’t want me? Do you want me to go?”

Reid had stopped vomiting and flushed the toilet again. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes.

Wordlessly, Luke mopped at the corners of Reid’s mouth with the washcloth. He reached out and pushed Reid’s hair back from his face.

“Stay,” Reid said simply, opening his eyes.


In the morning, Reid was awake first and showered. His color was back and he looked much better. Sitting up in his bed, Luke ran a distracted hand through his hair and thought about calling Barton G’s to complain. He usually was not one to do that, but Reid had been so sick last night. The restaurant would be hearing from him.

Luke smiled at Reid, relieved he seemed recovered.

“Your turn for a shower,” Reid said. He tossed Luke a clean towel.

“Okay,” Luke got up and headed to the bathroom.

Reid’s arm grabbed him a second. “Hey um,” Reid looked away. “Thanks. I’m not use to…no one has ever taken care-“ Reid shook his head.

“I’m sure when you were a little kid, right? Your uncle took care of you? When you were sick?”

Reid made a face. “Not really. “ He looked off into the distance. “I pretty much took care of myself.”

“Oh.” Luke’s eyes widened. “Well, you’re welcome.”

They nodded at each other. Impulsively, Luke touched Reid’s cheek with the palm of his hand.

Reid stared a moment at Luke. His eyes were full of emotion, his lips tight.

“Okay then,” Reid said awkwardly, stepping back. “I’ll go make us some breakfast. “

“Are you up to eating?”

“Maybe toast.”

Luke headed into the bathroom. He felt a little shocked and sad about Reid’s past. He couldn’t fathom being so alone in the world. It made Luke suddenly grateful for his family. It made him happy to help Reid too, even in some small way.

A/n : Barton G’s is a real restaurant and it is fabulous. The food really is served in crazy ways and it is delicious. To my knowledge, nobody has ever gotten food poisoning there!
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Title: Without Borders
Author: Marsabi
Summary: Noah remains blind and abandons Luke. Luke leaves Oakdale and moves the foundation to Rome. When he gtes a phone call from an old firend, he travels to Miami . But can he make the doctor there a media star?
Warning: some sexually explicit parts
rating: nc-17

Chapter Eight

The instructor for the swim met Luke and Reid and a small group of other people. She led them over to a table area. They all got into wet suits and signed waivers, then she lectured them about the dolphins. They were doing the free swim. The other choice had been to swim with the dolphins and have them perform tricks. But a free swim had sounded more authentic to Luke and Reid. In that swim , the dolphins might come to you or not. It was up to them. During the speech, Reid’s phone rang. He mouthed to Luke that it was Jessica and went to take the call. Luke tried to focus on the lecture, but his mind kept drifting to Reid. It still amazed him to be with a man so comfortable with his sexuality. Reid held his hand, kissed him…Luke only now realized just how starved for that affection he’d been.

“Okay, so now that I explained the way the dolphins work and the safety rules – to the water!”, the instructor said. Luke was startled; he’d missed the whole talk.

Reid came up. “Jessica set up another PR appointment for us with some friend of hers,” he told Luke. “Did I miss anything important?”

“Uh- nope.”

“Well, let’s go.”

He and Reid approached the salt water area with the other people. There were several dolphins swimming around.

“Just climb right in,” The instructor said cheerfully.

Reid went down the ladder first, then Luke. As the first dolphin passed him, Luke nearly jumped back. They were much, much bigger in the water than they looked at Sea World shows. A dolphin swam close to him and Luke tentatively reached out his finger. As the dolphin glided by him, he felt its flesh.

“The skin is like wet rubber,” he said to Reid in delight.

“There’s an image,“ Reid laughed.

“Okay, what does it feel like to you?” Luke grinned and flipped some water out of his hair.

” Hmm, like an egg white. That’s what it feels like to me.”

They smiled at each other, and moved deeper into the center of the water, away from the ladders.

A massive dolphin went by them. It splashed at them with its tail. Reid reached out and grabbed on. To Luke’s amazement, the dolphin let him ride on it. Reid looked like he was hugging the dolphin gently. Luke must have missed that part of the lecture because he saw a few other people riding with the dolphins, too.

As Reid went away from him, Luke treaded the water. Suddenly, he was aware of a few dolphins around his body. They began to circle him. He felt the power of their bodies pushing the water. It sprayed up in his face, chilling him a little. He wiped the spray away, and Luke could feel himself sweating underneath his wet suit. His heart was racing. He tried to call out, and barely made a sound.

Luke tried to break away from them, a little intimidated. But more dolphins swam over now. The circle around him was tight. He couldn’t find a way to break it. His skin felt clammy now, despite the warm day. He kicked his feet a few times in the water. He was so tired of treading . He could feel his body just wanting to rest. Just go under. Panicked, Luke looked to Reid.

Reid saw him. He released his dolphin and started over to Luke.

A dolphin bumped Luke with its nose and Luke yelped. It didn’t hurt and he was sure the dolphin could easily hurt him, but it made him nervous just the same. Luke flailed his arms around. The circle of dolphins didn’t budge. They just kept going around and around.

“Stay calm,” Reid called, trying to find a way into the circle of dolphins. They were not allowing him to cross.

“Hey!” The instructor called from the dock, “Hold on a moment.”

Luke treaded the water, his legs tired, his heart pounding.

“It’s okay,” Reid was saying to him in a very firm, level voice. “Just breathe.”

Luke realized he was panicking and tried to listen to Reid. He met Reid’s eyes and was reminded of the way Reid had been with Maya in the hospital.

“You’re okay,” Reid said. “I’m here.”

Luke breathed out.

“Here,” the instructor said and threw small fish near the dock. She banged the dock with her hand in the water, signaling to the dolphins. For a second, they didn’t respond to her or the treat. Then they slowly went away from Luke. Reid immediately went to him and half pulled him back to the ladder. They climbed out.

“They weren’t trying to hurt you, “ the instructor rushed up. “They were protecting you.”
“Protecting me? “ Luke asked, dazed. “From what?”

The instructor frowned, “Didn’t you hear my lecture?”, she asked crossly.

“Didn’t you see those dolphins coming at him?” Reid interrupted, “it took you long enough to help him!”

Luke shook his head, “No, it was my fault. She’s right; I wasn’t listening. I’m so sorry –“

“Explain to us now what just happened,” Reid said to the instructor, ignoring that.

“Well,“ the instructor said, “ I know you’re not pregnant, but –“

“Pregnant-?” Luke looked at her in confusion.

“Dolphins have x-ray abilities,” the instructor said. “I did cover all this before. They instantly can scan your body like an x-ray machine.” She frowned. “They know if a woman is pregnant or a child is handicapped. Or,” she said slowly, “If your body has experienced trauma. “

Luke flushed. “I have some scars,” he stated to say. He glanced at Reid. “I had a kidney transplant, “ Luke said quietly.

“Maybe that would do it,” the instructor shrugged. “They are protective of injured people. “ She looked at the others. “I need to go back into the water. You shouldn’t; they’d just come at you again, “ she told Luke. “ So are you guys okay changing out of your suits and all?”

She turned to Reid. “Unless you want to get back in alone?”

“That’s just what I want to do,” Reid said. “Forget him and swim by myself.” He gave the instructor a look that said she was a moron.

“Thanks for the help. “ Luke told her swiftly.

He and Reid stood up.

“I thought those scars were old. “ Reid said slowly, “but it must be new trauma for those dolphins to act like that. When did you get the transplant?”

“I had it long ago,” Luke said softly, “but then I needed a second operation just a few years back.”

“Let me guess now,” Reid said. “Metal sutures?”

“I-I think so.” He caught his lip between his teeth. “Sorry for all this.”

“Doesn’t matter.”

“I should have listened to the lecture. I mean we signed all these waivers and –“

“Let’s just change, okay?”

They walked into the men’s room.

Luke eyed him, “You seemed kind of upset out there – “

“I wasn’t upset, “ Reid denied. He opened up his locker. “ I just didn’t want any bad PR here,” Reid protested. “I don’t want my supposed boyfriend taken out by Flipper.”

Reid stripped off his wet suit and stood in his trunks. Luke did the same.

A silence filled the room.

“I should tell you,” Luke said awkwardly, “full disclosure and all. I had the first transplant as a teenager, after an unfortunate trip to Mexico. But later –my second the kidney problem was because I drank. A lot. Like twelve steps a lot.”

Reid nodded, ”I figured.”

Luke was quiet again. He didn’t know what to say next or how to act. He’d expected Reid to ask pointed questions about his sobriety or demand his whole history with alcohol. Luke’s eyes fell away as he waited.

“Are you okay? “ Reid asked abruptly.

Luke nodded. He couldn’t speak yet. He was stunned that Reid just accepted all the rest- no judgments.

“Sorry I ruined our adventure,” Luke said in a shy voice.

Momentarily frowning , Reid closed his locker and studied Luke. His eyes were hooded, making it impossible for Luke to guess at his thoughts.

Then as Reid slowly approached him, Luke kept his body still.

Reid gently touched his cheek. “We can have other adventures,” he said softly.

A whoosh of relief swept through Luke.

Luke opened his mouth for a kiss. Reid’s naked chest rubbed against his own. Reid’s skin was wet, his mouth hot. He wrapped his hands at Luke’s waist.

“We can’t here- “ Luke whispered, “in a public place. “

“Another first?”

Reid pushed him toward a door. Luke glanced up at the sign for the steam room.

“Wait, we don’t have any –“

“I do. In my wallet. Be right back-“ Reid dashed off to his locker. Luke went into the steam room. It was a simple, dark room with a hard brown bench. Luke placed his towel on the bench and then walked over to the dial on the wall. He turned it and immediately steam sizzled out.

The humid air made Luke’s skin flush with sweat. The door opened and Reid came into the room waving the condom like a victory flag.

“What about- you know?” Luke mumbled.

“There are ways around that.” Reid said. “Come here.”

Luke went to him, a painful affection pounding in his heart. He gently touched the nape of Reid’s neck. Luke could hear the strong exhale of Reid’s breath near his own. Luke embraced him slowly, placing his head on Reid’s chest.

Luke began to place soft kisses up and down his body, the steam already making him feel languid and dreamy. There was no sense of time in the small, hot room. Luke forgot about the people outside still swimming with the dolphins, he forgot about everything but the need for this man.

Luke was on his knees now, yanking off Reid’s swimming suit. Taking the hard cock into his hands. Working his fingers up and down Reid’s shaft. He kissed Reid’s thighs and then circled the cock with his mouth, his lips glided over it in a gently caress.

Reid cried out harshly, bucking his body at Luke. A surge of desire flooded Luke’s body. He trembled as he opened his mouth wider and took Reid inside. Luke let his teeth and tongue move over the head. Then he relaxed the muscles of his throat and took him all the way down.

Reid began to groan and Luke felt him getting close. The steam room had them both slick by now, the air was thick to breathe.

Luke gave another hard suck.

Reid burst into his mouth, spasms of pleasure rocking his body. Luke’s mouth filled with his cum. He swallowed and swallowed, the taste so good and right.

Then he moved up Reid’s body and held him a moment. He cradled a still shaking Reid in his arms.

Reid turned his head and began to nibble Luke’s earlobe. Reid’s hand grabbed at his ass and kneaded it. Luke shuddered, already desperate with want. His cock throbbed.
Luke panted like he was running now. Reid took off his trunks and then led him to the bench. Luke was face down on it. Reid palms were on his buttocks. He opened him up. Luke felt dizzy with anticipation.

Reid licked Luke’s crack up and down. He bit the mound of Luke’s cheek and then tasted the area where Luke’s thigh met his ass. He bit again at the crease there and Luke’s whole body tightened in response. His toes curled. His fingers clenched. He made a low guttural cry.
Reid returned to his hole, his tongue teasing a moment. Then he penetrated Luke, his mouth covering the center, his tongue dominating.

Luke lifted his ass up in offering. He placed his head down on the bench.

Reid wasn’t done yet. He continued to torture him with his mouth, making Luke half-crazy. He’d never experienced foreplay like this. He was leaking and aching. Reid stretched him with a finger. Then two.

He could hear himself begging Reid to take him.

“You’re so tight and hot,” Reid groaned as he entered Luke slowly. He rode Luke in a rocking rhythm. Luke couldn’t think. He hardly cared anymore if he was exposed or caught or anything. He felt mad with need, the last of his self-restraint gone. Luke pushed his ass back against Reid, wanting all of him inside. The physical hunger was beyond anything else.

They came at the same moment, in a kind of sweet agony. Reid was making deep, animal sounds.

Luke’s own breath seemed to just stop, caught on the impact of his release. Then his lungs filled with air again.

Afterwards, Luke felt like he was swimming again, but this time his body was floating in ecstasy, in a thick pool of exhausted lust.

Reid was the first one to move. He turned off the steam and picked up two clean towels.

“Here.” Reid held the towel open for him.

Luke looked down bashfully. Why was being naked so different after sex? He could feel
Reid’s eyes on him as he walked over.

Luke started to take the towel from Reid, but he didn’t release it. Luke glanced up and saw Reid’s focus was on his scars.

“What?” Luke whispered.

“Just thinking about those dolphins again,” Reid admitted gruffly. “The way they circled you.”

“It was kind of neat, I guess, in retrospect.”

Reid looked at him. “It was terrifying, actually.”

“I thought you said it was no big deal.” Luke titled his head questioningly.

Reid averted his eyes. He looked at Luke’s scars again. Then he reached out to touch them.

The touch was feather-light, consoling. He ran his fingers over the raised, red skin.

“It might have been a bigger deal to me than I said,” Reid’s voice was low.

Luke was amazed to realize that Reid’s fingers, so skilled in the operating room, were actually trembling as he touched the scars.

Never had Luke felt so deeply connected to another person. In an odd way, Luke valued his scars. They were the only permanent reminder of all he’d gone through, the only evidence. And now Reid’s hand was resting there. He could feel the gentle warmth of his fingers.

Luke didn’t know what to do or say.

But Reid was moving already, wrapping the thick towel around him.

“Wanna get out of here?” Reid asked, a small smile on his lips.

Luke didn’t smile back. He stared at Reid, the air between them feeling electric, not with just sexual feelings, but with a deeper urgency.

Luke took Reid’s hand in his and held it tightly.

“Want to come back to my hotel?” Luke said. “ We could hang out. I mean, unless you need a little alone time.”

“Alone time?” Reid replied. “You just satisfied any alone time I’d need.” Reid led him out of the steam room. “I do have one request,” he said.

“What’s that?”

“We stop at a store for bedding.”

“Bedding?” Luke asked, puzzled.

“Hotel sheets,” Reid shuddered, “I’m not a fan.”

A little while later, Luke waited for Reid in the car. He was in at Bed , Bath and Beyond buying some sheets. It amused Luke that the thought of new sheets seemed to excite Reid. As he waited, Luke scrolled through his missed messages, stopping at the one from Damian.

Luciano, I have frozen the funds from the foundation. I’m not sure you’re thinking clearly. We need to discuss it. Call me back soon. Perhaps I should come to Miami? I need to handle a few matters here. I will book a flight for tomorrow

Damian had never disapproved of any foundation project Luke had put together. The foundation money was Grimaldi money, but usually Damian gave him free reign. Luke chewed his lip.
What would Reid say if the money for his wing was frozen? Reid was doing all of the PR. He expected those funds. Any image of Reid happily shopping on his laptop this morning came to Luke. He swallowed nervously, feeling sick .

Reid opened up the car and tossed in a set of silk sheets.

“Fancy,” Luke said. He knew he should tell Reid about the text, but he also knew it would make things immediately uncomfortable between them. Uncertain, Luke stayed silent.

a/n: The dolphin/x-ray thing is factual (I’m not sure they’d care about a kidney scar , but they do protect pregnant ladies/handicapped people).
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Title: Without Borders - 7
Author: Marsabi
Summary: Noah remains blind, and he abandons Oakdale and Luke. Luke is left feeling guilty and lost, so he decides to focus on the foundation and PR work. Luke moves the foundation to Rome and avoids America. However, two years later, his family in Oakdale has been pressuring him to visit, and when an old friend calls him with a problem with her medical organization’s image, Luke agrees to fly to Miami. But can he turn their best doctor into a media star? As the cameras roll, Luke soon finds himself in a “pretend” relationship with Dr. Oliver …
Warning: Sexually explicit content (some parts)
Rating: PG- NC-17 (depends)
First of all, a big shout of thanks to the amazing rhiannonhero! Thanks also to traciamc

Chapter Seven

In the morning, they woke up tangled in each other’s arms. The sunlight was just creeping in.

“Food, coffee,” Luke said, raising his hand over his eyes to block out the light.

“I see somebody isn’t an early riser,” Reid said. He bent over Luke. “Come on! Where’s that goofy glow you always have? Where’s the chipper morning kiss?”

Luke socked him with a pillow.

Reid got up laughing and tugged on his briefs. Then he went to the kitchen and made some coffee.

“I don’t have much in the fridge,” Reid called out cheerfully.

Luke just grunted.

Reid came back and they drank the coffee and ate the fresh fruit he’d found and sliced up.

“We should discuss our next bit of work,” Luke said finally, starting to wake up at last. He sucked on an orange. Then he licked his fingers.

“Yeah and I should call the hospital too. Check in there. “

Reid’s gaze was on Luke’s mouth and fingers.

“I have interviews I should line up for us,” Luke said reluctantly. “A press release to write.”

“I have files of patients to read.”

They looked at each other.

“Or,” Reid said slowly, “we could enjoy the day. Just for once?”

Luke felt a shot of happiness fill him. He gave Reid a wide smile.

“You’re right, “ Luke grinned, “My father is always telling me to lighten up. Work less. We should enjoy the day instead.”

“I work all the time too,” Reid admitted, “but nobody is there to tell me to stop.”

He climbed out of bed and went into the bathroom. Luke felt his heart flip over at Reid’s casual words.

He wanted to be there. He wanted to be the one to tell Reid to stop, take a break, have fun. He wanted to be with him period.

I’m falling in love with him. The thought came instantly into Luke’s mind. He closed his eyes, trying to push it away.

Luke swallowed the sudden lump in his throat. He had no idea what this magical night had meant to Reid. Maybe he’d had lots of lovers. Maybe it meant nothing to him but sex.
Luke bit his lip. He forced a smile as Reid came out of his bathroom. Reid was holding two swim suits.

“I thought we’d enjoy some of the Sunshine State, “ he said. “I have a pool and hot tub on the roof of this building. “ He made a face. “I never go.” He smiled at Luke. “Want to?”

“I guess you know how to separate your professional and personal life usually, “ Luke said lightly, trying to feel Reid out. He got up and took one of the trunks from him.

Reid was finishing his coffee. He shrugged.

“I mean do you normally mix your relationships at work with personal ones like this?” Luke tried to glance at him from the corner of his eyes.

“It’s not much of a problem for me,” Reid said, putting on the swimming suit.

Luke felt deflated. Did that mean that Reid had many romances at work? Did it mean he kept things casual a lot? He probably did. Luke tried to blink back the emotions gathering in his eyes. He couldn’t let Reid see how uncertain and ridiculous he felt.

“I mean, up until now I haven’t had much a personal life,” Reid was saying. He took two beach towels out. “So no conflicts either.”

Luke’s heart began to hammer hopefully.

“Oh,” was all he managed to say in return.

Then he swallowed again. “A swim sounds like so much fun!” He tried to put a lot of enthusiasm into his voice. What he really felt like doing was hugging Reid and never letting him go.


They headed to his condo’s pool, and Reid immediately found them two lounge chairs and spread out a towel for Luke. The pool was empty. The sun was hot on Luke’s skin. Luke turned to thank Reid for the great idea, but Reid was sleeping . He had his sunglasses on his head and mouth slightly open. Luke studied him. His gaze took in Reid’s every feature in a way a night of passion didn’t allow. First he looked at the curly hair, the sensual curve of Reid’s neck, the flawless skin, and flat, muscled stomach. Then Luke’s gaze lingered on Reid’s trunks. He had felt that Reid was impressive last night, but now it was clear. Even relaxed, Luke could see the outline of Reid’s large cock. He swallowed hard and licked his lips. He wanted that in his mouth right now. He wanted to make Reid wake up gasping and moaning. A thin film of perspiration started at Luke’s forehead. He forced his eyes to go lower down Reid’s body. His legs were lean and long. Even his feet looked perfectly shaped. Luke felt a tender sensation taking over his emotions. He didn’t just want to sex Reid up, he wanted to own him. How could he feel like that so soon? But he did. He felt possessive of Reid.

Luke got up, semi-erect, and dove into the pool. He swam lap after vigorous lap to cool off.

When Luke returned, Reid was still on the lounge chair, but awake and watching him.

Luke smiled widely and toweled off.

“You’re awake! I can’t believe you slept already!”

Reid stretched his arms out in front of him. “Somebody kept me up all night.”

He gave a pretend yawn and Luke laughed. Reid tossed him a towel.

Luke dried off self-consciously, aware of Reid’s eyes darkening as he watched him.

“Come here,” he said. He patted the space on the lounge chair between his legs.

“Why?” Luke gulped. “I’m dry.”

“You’ve heard of melanoma, right? “ Reid said impatiently . “Just get your butt over here.”

Luke sat down with his back to Reid. He could hear Reid rummaging around in his beach bag.

“You’re too fair to be out here without protection,” Reid said.

“I was going to put some on-“ Luke protested. Then he caught his lip. He’d been too busy lusting at Reid to remember any sunscreen.

“Uh-huh.” Reid had squirted out some lotion. He began to rub some on Luke’s shoulders. He massaged it into his skin.

Reid’s hands were warm as they slid up and down his back. He rubbed small circles near Luke’s spine. He eased his fingers into the skin harder, kneading at the muscles there,making Luke’s whole body feel good.

“You should have been a massage therapist and not a neurosurgeon,” Luke sighed.

“Strangely enough,” Reid said smartly, “that was how I put myself through med school.”

Luke laughed and he could feel Reid laughing too.

“Be serious,” Luke told him.

Reid’s fingers trailed over his shoulder blades. Then he moved them down and began to rub more lotion on Luke’s lower back. Luke caught his breath and moved uneasily in the lounge chair. He could feel himself getting hard again.

Luke tried to concentrate on something else. “Did you put yourself through school? “ He asked.

“Hmm,” Reid’s fingers were getting near the waistband of his swim trunks. He felt them press firmly against the skin there. Reid leaned forward, his head near Luke’s .

“I’m not trying to be nosy,” Luke said in a strangled voice.

“Just comes to you naturally, does it?”

Gliding his hand up and down Luke’s spine, Reid’s words were betrayed by his soft touch.

He finally rested his hands on Luke’s shoulders again.

“There is still so much I don’t know about you,” Luke said insistently. “Tell me one thing.”

“I thought you learned the important parts last night.”

“Reid!” Luke reached back and poked him with his elbow.

Reid didn’t reply. He pressed his chest into Luke’s back, and then he kissed the nape of
Luke’s neck.

His tongue skimmed over Luke’s ear and he sucked there gently.

“What is it you want to know again? “ Reid asked.

“Mmm,” Luke could only manage to get out, “Guh.” His whole body was throbbing.

Reid nuzzled him. His fingers circled around and began to massage Luke’s chest now. Reid’s thumbs played with his nipples. His hands slid lower and massaged more.

“I’m getting hungry, “ Reid said.

“Oh? “ Luke asked in a thick voice. “ Can we stay a little longer? It’s really great here.
Then we can eat.”

“What makes you think I was talking about food?”, Reid murmured.

Luke turned and looked at him.

Their eyes met. Luke felt a pull of heat inside his body, instantly responding to the look Reid was giving him. Luke glanced away and then back. Reid’s eyes were still on him. This time Luke did not look away either. They faced each other.

Then Luke’s phone buzzed with a text. “Sorry,” he said.

Reid snapped his fingers. “And here I was just about to tell you all my dark secrets.”

Luke’s lips twisted wryly. “Yeah, I’m sure you were about to spill your guts to me.”

They smiled at each other.

Luke climbed off of Reid’s lounge chair and took out his phone. He flopped down on the other chair, reading the text.

It was from Damian. He wanted to know how things were going. Reid, meanwhile, took out his computer and began to surf the web.

Luke texted his father a quick, revealing message:

Things are great! I’m helping WMB. I sent U those plans for the foundation and the Neuro wing, right? And the doctor in charge of that new wing is also becoming my - Luke paused a moment and then just decided to be honest. Damian always wanted him to have fun. - new love interest. I’m with him right now and he’s amazing, Dad. I can’t say enough about him! Luke added a few more details about Reid, gushing. He couldn’t help it. He said the things to Damian that he wished he had the courage to say to Reid. He’s smart and handsome and funny. Aren’t U happy for me? I’ve really met somebody special!

Luke quickly sent the text and closed his phone. His heart pounded at the thought of Reid seeing it. He knew it was way too soon for telling Reid anything half that sappy. Not yet.

Luke looked over at him. Reid was not paying him any attention just then, which was a relief. Luke grinned at the way Reid was acting like a kid in a candy store as he practically drooled over the latest medical gadgets in neuroscience.


At lunch, they strolled along Ocean Avenue hand in hand. There were many outdoor restaurants, and the beach was just across the street. People and cars and bikers and skaters all coexisted together. Luke and Reid paused outside of Versace’s mansion. Versace had lived right in the middle of all the action.

“Where should we eat?” Reid asked him.

“Anywhere,” Luke shrugged, “How about barbeque or burgers?”

Reid’s eyes lit up. “Thanks! I was worried you’d say you wanted French food or something fancy.”

“Not my style,” Luke laughed.

To his surprise, Reid leaned into him and gave him a thorough kiss. Their lips made a loud smacking noise as they parted, and Reid’s hands were on either side of Luke’s face.

“Not that I’m complaining, “ Luke said with a big grin, “but what was that for?”

“Just an impulse, “ Reid shrugged, “I have them from time to time.”

“I approve,” Luke said with delight.

“What? Why the glow?” Reid asked. Then his eyes narrowed, “Don’t tell me the asshole ex never
kissed you in public.”

Luke bit his lip self-consciously. He really did not want to discuss Noah. He simply shook his head at Reid.

“What did you guys do with each other?” Reid said, taking Luke’s hand again as they began to walk.

“Mostly?” Luke answered, “We went over my many flaws.”

Reid looked at him, his gaze penetrating.

Luke glanced away, “And we broke up. A lot. “

“Sounds like fun times,” Reid said dryly.

“I know,” Luke said, deciding to change the subject, “Why don’t we really do something special today? Anything you want. I mean, neither of us has had too many days off from work, right? We don’t have another interview until tomorrow…What do you think?”

Reid stopped walking and looked at him. He gently touched a lock of Luke’s hair.

“Tell me something we could do down here. Something different, “ Luke urged.

“Okay,” Reid nodded slowly, “but we need to go and get your fancy car.”

“My car? Why?”

“We’re headed to Key Largo,” Reid answered.


Key Largo was a short drive, but a romantic one. They had to go over the famous Overseas Highway to reach Dolphins Plus. Luke loved the drive. The ocean sparkled on either side of the road. They had the windows down and the breeze was warm and gentle.
Swimming with the dolphins was something Reid had always wanted to do, and Luke was excited by that. Reid was easy about allowing Luke to treat, although he’d insisted on buying lunch. Luke was glad that Reid didn’t seem hung up on balancing their money and who paid for what equally. Noah had always criticized him for being too generous, too extravagant. Although, Noah had never objected to living with Luke’s parents rent-free for years, he’d always objected to Luke’s treating him to small gifts of affection.

Luke recalled the last gift he tried to give Noah. It was on Noah’s birthday. He wanted to throw Noah a party. He wanted to make him happy for once. Luke spent all his days back then trying and failing to please Noah.

Luke always loved celebrating birthdays, and Noah knew that. But that year, the year of his accident, he quickly told Luke not to have a party, so he’d canceled his big surprise. He kept it simple. Luke just frosted an angel food cake. Bought some balloons.

But Noah’s annoyance was palpable. He complained about the cake being too rich and he couldn’t see the balloons. Luke sat there, determined to celebrate with him, a forced smile on his lips like some frozen, grinning fool.

“I told you not to bother.”

“I know, but I just wanted to do something for you. Something nice.”

“I told you.” Noah said in a wounded voice, as if he were being injured.

“Well,” Luke said, “happy birthday.” Luke tried to peck at his cheek. He wrenched away from
his small kiss and stood up.

Even though he couldn’t see him, Luke lowered his eyes to the floor. He felt like Noah hated everything in him that was human. Luke remembered that it was then that he finally began to sob.

At the sound of Luke’s crying, Noah hesitated from leaving, and Luke had looked at him with just the smallest flicker of hope.

“I’m sorry, Luke, “ Noah said. “I just don’t feel like I have anything in my life worth celebrating right now.”

Noah continued to the bedroom and Luke just sat there, his whole body limp.

“Earth to Snyder?” Reid said. Luke jumped. He had been so lost in the memory, he hadn’t
realized that they were at Dolphins Plus.

Luke glanced at the rather large building. As they walked in, he spotted an outside arena and large gate. Beyond the gate was the ocean.

“Everything good?” Reid asked.

Luke swallowed and nodded. He shook off the awful thoughts about Noah and gave Reid a big smile.

“Let’s go, Luke said.
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Title: Without Borders 6
Author: Marsabi
Summary: Noah remains blind, and he abandons Oakdale and Luke. Luke is left feeling guilty and lost, so he decides to focus on the foundation and PR work. Luke moves the foundation to Rome and avoids America. However, two years later, his family in Oakdale has been pressuring him to visit, and when an old friend calls him with a problem with her medical organization’s image, Luke agrees to fly to Miami. But can he turn their best doctor into a media star? As the cameras roll, Luke soon finds himself in a “pretend” relationship with Dr. Oliver …
Warning: Sexually explicit content (some parts)
Rating: PG- NC-17 (depends)

First of all, a big shout of thanks to the amazing rhiannonhero! Thanks also to traciamc

Chapter Six

The doorman at Liquid let them through with ease. He gave an approving glance at Luke. They stepped into the nightclub. It was early for the South Beach crowd, Washington Avenue had been quiet still, and they had little problem getting a table. The place was dark. Techno music blared from the sound system. A group of people were dancing on the dance floor. There were also several small cages with a few brave people strutting their stuff. Neon lights flashed every few minutes, allowing a moment of light into the room. Whenever the lights flashed, a siren sounded too.

“It’s like a big video game,” Luke laughed as they sat down on oversized chairs.

“Pretty much. Drink?” Reid asked.

Luke shook his head, still taking in the scene. “I don’t drink.”

“Okay,” Reid shrugged, “ Virgin Bloody Mary?”

“Fine.” Luke thought Reid’s voice had a teasing lilt on the word virgin that he ignored pointedly.

“This place is wild.” Luke’s eyes were getting accustomed to the darkness now. He could make out some big Drag Queens on the dance floor, some Jennifer Lopez wannabe’s too, and a whole lot of people just drinking and moving. It really did feel like the whole place was swaying –almost like being a ship. There was an elevated dance platform, and high above that- some swings for the Liquid dancers.

“It’s okay,” Reid answered studying the drink and food menu. “But what the hell? Lettuce Wraps? Baby Carrots and Hummus? What are we hamsters?”

Luke snorted out a laugh. “Well, we could dance. I don’t think most people come here to eat.”

The music changed to a blend of pop and disco now, mixing Mr. 305 and Lady Gaga and Usher in some odd combination that actually worked. A bunch of young girls were squealing and pounding jello shots. A couple on the dance floor started to salsa. Near them, one young guy was taking off his partner’s shirt and swinging it around like a lasso. The lights went dim again, and people moved like shadows against the wall. A girl danced badly around and around in circles. There was the faint sound of stomps and cries just below the roar of club music. It was clearly a place where anything goes.

“I don’t dance,” Reid reminded him grumpily.

Luke frowned at him. “Your loss.” He stood up and went to the dance floor alone. He immediately got swallowed up in the crowd. It was that type of club. You could dance solo and be just fine. Luke shook his hips to the techno beat. He did a little bit of a Mambo that Damian had once taught him. It was really fun. Soon, Luke found himself sandwiched between two girls. They all raised their hands up, grinded their hips, and sweated to the music.

He saw Reid watching him intensely and waved. Reid didn’t wave back. Luke turned and got into the music again. Okay, to be honest, he was aware that he was giving Reid a little bit of a show. Luke made sure he gyrated his hips. He and the girls bumped asses. Then he swung them around a little. After a moment, he lost them in the thickening crowd. Luke watched a few men up high in one of the special cages. They were throwing some kind of confetti at the crowd. In another cage, a girl was acting like she was at a strip club. The bouncers soon took her out. Luke kept on dancing, enjoying the energy flowing through the crowd. They moved together like a wave. Luke danced closer again to his table. He saw Reid again. Luke decided to go back. He could feel the sweat on his face and sticking to his shirt. You could see his skin through it now. He gave Reid a lopsided smile as he sat down.

“That was great!”

“What?” Reid cupped his ear.

Luke leaned into Reid, “I said, that was fun!” He shouted.

Suddenly, Luke became aware of Reid’s body pressed near. His own skin was still hot from dancing. He felt Reid’s arm brushing his. He could feel a tangible connection between them once again.

“You’re not a totally bad dancer,” Reid whispered into his ear, his voice being so close sent shivers down Luke’s back.

Luke was about to respond, when a scream interrupted him. It was a loud enough scream to be heard over the music. Luke looked up at the cage. Two girls were drunkenly cat fighting over the space, tearing each other’s skimpy clothes off, pulling each other’s hair. The crowd encouraged them, turning ugly in an instant. The girls started trading punches. The smell of cheap booze filled Luke’s lungs. He remembered now why he hardly ever went to night clubs- the drinking, the easy violence. He watched the cage a second longer and then turned to Reid.

“I think I’ve had enough,” Luke grimaced. “It was fun to dance, but maybe this isn’t really my scene.”

“Fine by me,” Reid said. “There’s no food anyhow.”

Walking out, Luke moved near to Reid. He took a giant breath.

“It’s still early. By Miami time anyhow,” Luke gave a nervous laugh. He’d been trying to find a way to ask Reid this since their kiss on the beach. He inhaled again and told himself not to be such a wimp.

“We could go to your place,” Luke said quickly, not looking at Reid. “It would be good, you know, to learn more about you for our upcoming interviews.” Luke felt his cheeks heating up. He slid a fast glance at Reid. Their eyes met briefly, and then they both looked away.

“Yeah, why not,” Reid answered casually.


They picked up “real food” for Reid – cheeseburgers and doughnuts – and headed to his condo.

Reid’s condo was bigger than Luke imagined, but pretty much empty of furniture. Reid claimed he had no time to decorate and shrugged. The furniture he did have was nice though, sleek and modern. Luke looked around at the place curiously.

Then he glanced own at himself. “Ugh- still sweaty from that club,” he said to Reid. He pulled at his shirt.

“Want some water? Or a shower,” Reid offered slowly. “You could clean up.”

“You don’t mind? I don’t want to…”

“No, it’s fine. I can give you one of my shirts and a pair of jeans?”

Luke eyed Reid’s lean body. “I don’t think I’ll fit into your jeans.”

“Part of you is a bit rounder,” Reid agreed with an appreciative glance at Luke’s ass. “I
have lots of extra scrubs; they’re like sweats almost. “


Reid led him to the small bathroom. He took a towel from the rack and handed it to Luke.

“Soap and shampoo are in there- take your time.”

“Thanks,” Luke looked away. He glanced at the door as Reid closed it.

Inside Reid’s shower, Luke began to scrub his body clean. He held the soap to his nose a second. The scent of it was so like Reid’s smell. Luke felt weak-kneed from it. He braced a hand against the shower wall. Then he rubbed the soap all over. He was suddenly extremely glad to be washing up. He wanted to be ready, well, just in case Reid was interested… Maybe he was getting his signals wrong? Reid wasn’t exactly jumping on him or anything. Luke shampooed his hair. Then he turned off the water and dressed quickly.

The dark blue scrubs felt intimate to him. He tugged at the outfit a little.

At the door to Reid’s living room, Luke posed and said, “What do you think? Calling Dr. Snyder?”

He tried to look like a serious surgeon might.

Reid laughed.

“What? You don’t think I’m doctor material?”

“You look like a Ken Doll dressed in scrubs.”

Reid had turned on some music and poured him a glass of juice.

“Thanks a lot,” Luke said.

Reid shrugged. “Feel better?”

He nodded. “This is a nice place.”

“Yeah? I wanted to be on the ocean, I love water, but “ Reid shrugged, “this is close to the hospital and affordable- “ He broke off, “Jesus, I’m babbling.” Reid shook his head.

Luke came up to him and smiled gently. Reid watched him approach. Then he reached out and stroked the side of Luke’s face. Wordlessly, Reid began to kiss him. Luke parted his lips, welcoming Reid’s tongue inside. The kiss was so perfect, that when it ended, Luke felt like he was floating.

“I could kiss you for a long time,” Reid told him in a hot whisper.

“Really?” Luke whispered back, his entire body aching with need and hope. He had never had a man say that to him before. He had never had a man kiss him quite as passionately either.

Reid just looked at him.

Luke lifted a finger to his own lips a moment, and then he smiled again. He smiled for Reid.

Reid gave him a slow smile back.

Luke opened his mouth. Their lips met in a hurry.

Reid steered him into his bedroom. They sat down on the edge of the bed and kissed some more. Reid was a thorough kisser. He explored Luke’s lower lip with his tongue and then nibbled at it a little, before locking their lips together again. Reid had his hand under Luke’s scrub top, still keeping his lips on Luke’s the entire time.

Groaning, Luke felt Reid’s lean fingers slide over his nipples and down to his belly. His body shuddered. Luke pressed his mouth again to Reid’s, seeking its warmth.
Reid’s hands were at his waist now. Luke drew back a moment.

“What?” Reid asked hoarsely.

Luke shook his head. He stood up a moment, pacing Reid’s room. “I’m sorry, I don’t want to stop. I’m not teasing you or anything.”

“Then come back here,” Reid said softly and patted the space next to him.

“It’s been a long time- “Luke started to say.

“You told me that already,” Reid said impatiently and rolled his eyes.

Luke made a face at him, “And I’m trying to tell you that- I haven’t – I don’t.” He folded his arms protectively over his chest. “My ex made it clear to me that I wasn’t very good or something – we didn’t do a lot of things – I ,” he rocked back self-consciously on his heels, “It ended badly . I don’t know why I’m telling you all this,” Luke said shame-faced.

Reid walked over to him. He took Luke by the shoulders.

“I’ll probably disappoint you too,” Luke whispered.

Reid’s grip tightened. “Whoever he was and whatever he did to make you think that,” Reid said finally, “I’d like to track him down and give him a lobotomy.”

Luke let out a shaky laugh.

Reid smiled. “Don’t worry,” he told Luke. “It will be good, for both of us. I promise, okay?”

Luke peered up at him. He was torn a moment. It took so much effort to believe. But he wanted Reid. God, he wanted him so badly. He wanted this night. Luke took a huge breath.

He hungrily began to kiss Reid again. They fell back onto the bed.

“What do you like?” Reid said. “Tell me.”

Luke just shrugged awkwardly and felt a blush on his face.

Reid reached back into Luke’s scrub top. Then he helped Luke lift it off. Reid’s ran his palms over Luke’s bare chest.

“Are you sensitive here?” Reid asked, tasting one of Luke’s pink nipples. Luke jerked in reaction.

“I see you are.” Reid kissed him there again.

Luke let out a moan of pleasure, twisting his body.

Reid continued to gently caress him with his lips and hands. He made his way to the scrub pants. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband, intent on pulling them off. Inhaling sharply, Luke grabbed at Reid’s hands and stopped him. Reid paused and stared deeply into Luke’s eyes. Luke stared back. Then Luke shuddered. He released Reid’s hands. Reid continued to undress him.

Removing the scrub bottoms, Luke shivered as Reid put his hand inside. He squeezed gently through Luke’s underwear. Luke arched his body toward the hand.

“So responsive.” Reid gave a tiny smile. He quickly had Luke out of his briefs.

Reid kissed his stomach, the muscles jumping wherever his lips were. Then he saw Luke’s scars. Luke froze a second. He saw that Reid must recognize the kidney operation scars. It had always repulsed Noah, he used it as an excuse to never go there or any lower. Luke held his breath a second.

Reid ran a finger lightly over one scar. Then he lowered his mouth to it and trailed kisses over it. Luke yelped from surprise. The skin there was extra sensitive. He reached out and touched the back of Reid’s head in a silent thank you. Reid looked up at him a moment. Then he returned to kissing his body, moving down Luke’s frame some more.

Luke was flat on the bed now. Reid climbed on top of him and was circling his cock with his palm.

“Do you want more?” Reid said. “Do you want my tongue there? Would you like that?”

Luke was whimpering, unable to answer, his entire body shaking with need.

“Shh,” Reid told him comfortingly. “I know,” Reid murmured. Then he found Luke with his mouth.

Nobody had ever touched him so intimately before this. Luke raised his hips up instinctively. He felt Reid’s hands kneading his buttocks. The mouth on his cock was hot as fire. Luke could hear low guttural cries coming out of his own lips- cries he had never made in his life- as the pressure of Reid’s mouth intensified. Reid’s tongue sought Luke’s hardness, teased it, and took it even deeper down inside of his mouth.

Then he was exploding. Luke tried to pull away, but Reid clasped his hands firmly around his hips and held him captive. Luke could do nothing but surrender to his bursting release. He could hear Reid sucking him hard, tasting and swallowing him.

Panting, Luke collapsed. Reid made his way up his body and then began to softly kiss his lips again. Luke could taste his own essence. He moaned and met the kiss with growing confidence. He could feel Reid’s arousal against him. It filled Luke with happiness.

As the kiss ended, Luke smiled up at Reid, and his immense joy must have been visible on his face because Reid inhaled a sharp breath. He touched the corners of Luke’s mouth.

They kissed again deeply, their bodies rotating against one another. Luke’s mouth felt swollen. He kissed Reid again. He could kiss him forever.

But he wanted to do more.

Luke sat up a little. He met Reid’s eyes shyly. “Let me do something for you now,” he asked him. “If it’s okay , I want to – “

"Yes!” Reid laughed a little, “whatever you want – yes!” His gaze was steady and open.

Luke laughed too. He felt all of the tension that he carried around just leave him. He felt light and free.

He turned Reid onto his stomach and began to kiss the nape of his neck, his shoulders, his lower back. Reid’s skin was smooth and firm. It was delicious on his tongue. Luke squeezed the shape of Reid’s ass. It was high and rounded. It was perfect and he wanted to taste there too. He’d always wondered about a man’s taste there. Fantasized.

With Reid, Luke felt like he really could do anything to him. Reid seemed to trust him, to want him, and that was the most intoxicating part of all. Now Luke just wanted to touch him back, to hear Reid cry out now.

Luke palmed his buttocks and rubbed Reid’s ass a moment. Then he took a deep breath and spread it open. For a moment, he just looked at the hole, the center of Reid, and admired it.

He flicked his tongue there in a quick lick. Reid shifted a little. He raised his ass up to Luke more in a silent invitation. Luke licked again, already loving the texture of the skin, the earthy scent there. He licked harder, his tongue beginning to thrust inside of Reid a little.

Luke heard Reid make an indecipherable noise and then groan. It was sweet as music to his ears. He began to enthusiastically rim him now. Licking the hole back and forth, thrusting in more and more as he gained confidence. Luke held Reid’s thighs and pushed him apart. He wanted, no he needed to get his tongue all the way into Reid.

“Jesus!” Reid shouted out as Luke plunged into him. Reid’s clear pleasure made Luke go a little crazy. He bit the edges of Reid’s open ass, then gave him more tongue. Then attempted a finger and a tongue together. Luke was rock hard again from excitement. He listened to
Reid’s animal grunts of satisfaction as the rimming continued.

Finally, Reid came with a loud cry. Luke kept his tongue in him and felt Reid’s body clenching and convulsing. It made Luke come too.

Slowly Luke made his way up to Reid and kissed his neck and ear and hair reverently. He beamed at him, offering a big grin.

“That was- thank you. I always wondered, “ Luke flushed. “It was amazing. You’re wonderful, I –“ Luke stopped, glancing at Reid. Noah always hated it when he gushed. Not that sex with Noah ever made him feel like this.

Reid said nothing, but when he looked up, Luke could see that Reid was pleased. A small smile was on his mouth and his eyes were bright.

Luke took Reid’s hand and just held it.

Reid propped himself up on one elbow and looked at Luke. He took in his naked body. Luke felt embarrassed under his scrutiny and started to reach for a cover.

“No,” Reid knocked his hand away, “ let me look.” He gave Luke a true smile, one that quickly lit up Reid’s face. “You don’t know how beautiful you are,” Reid said simply.

Luke trembled at his words.

Incredibly he felt his cock twitch in response. Reid must have felt it move, cause he laughed. “Beautiful and responsive as hell.” He shook his head. “That ex of yours doesn’t need a lobotomy after all.”

“Why?” Luke asked, puzzled.

Reid began to stroke his cock slowly. “He must already be brain dead not to have wanted you over and over. “

The sex continued long into the night, stopping only for some sleep here and there.
Reid took Luke, but not from behind as Noah had always done. He said he wanted to see Luke’s face, his eyes. Then Reid took him with their faces pressed near each other, still exchanging hot kisses. Reid warmed the lube patiently in his palm, as he rolled on a condom, and then he used his fingers for a long time. Luke had kept his eyes open as long as possible, as he’d felt Reid’s shaft thrusting inside of him. He put Luke’s legs high above his shoulders, and it made the sex explosive as Reid hit his sweet spot over and over. Reid rode him in smooth strokes that gave Luke nothing but endless pleasure. The most intense orgasm of his life rocketed through Luke’s body. His feet flexed. His mouth opened. His flesh hummed. His heart bucked wildly in his chest.


“Tell me what else you want?” Reid said to him.

Luke threaded his fingers in Reid’s hair and just smiled.

“What else?” Reid nudged him. His leg was wrapped around Luke’s. He was playing with a few of Luke’s chest hairs.

Luke flushed. “Well, one- one thing-“ Luke stammered. He whispered it in Reid’s ear.

Reid drew back and looked at him. “Yeah,” his eyes gleamed. “I thought that you might want that.”

“Only if you do,” Luke said hurriedly. He covered his eyes with his hands in embarrassment.

“Luke,” Reid said patiently, he removed Luke’s hands and then was softly cupping his face, "Why wouldn’t I?”


Luke fucked Reid. He had never fucked anybody before.”Oh!” Luke said as their bodies started to join, making Reid smile down at him. He smiled back bashfully. Then Reid pushed himself down a little further and Luke could only groan. He loved the feeling of being inside of Reid’s body. Luke trembled helplessly a moment and he was glad that Reid was in control of it, holding Luke’s hips, and lowering himself down fully now on Luke’s aching shaft. Reaching up, Luke stroked Reid’s torso. Reid’s body felt warm under Luke’s hands. His eyes widened with pleasure as he felt Reid squeeze his ass muscles around him. Reid set a fierce pace as he helped Luke learn what he liked. Luke readily matched the rhythm Reid set and then thrust up harder and harder. Reid’s cock was on his stomach, swinging back and forth. Luke grabbed at it and ran his fingers over it worshipfully as he thrust more. Reid called out, making Luke only want to give it to him deeper and longer. He pushed in and out, his breath heavy, his body sweaty and moving. There was nothing better than knowing he was inside of Reid, giving him pleasure. There was nothing better than hearing Reid’s intense moan as spilled his seed all over Luke’s hand. Luke came at the same exact moment inside of him.

Kissing Reid one last time with a tender mouth, Luke collapsed his head back on the pillow.

For awhile, they just held each other, murmuring soft words. Reid traced a gentle line from Luke’s knees to the curve of his shoulder. Luke closed his eyes in wonder at it all, as if he still couldn’t quite believe what had just happened to him.

Then they showered off together. Reid teased him about how many showers he could possibly take in 24 hours. Luke teased him back about how many times Reid wanted to screw in 24 hours. It was so easy to be with him, so different.

It was so very good.
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Title: Without Borders 5
Author: Marsabi
Summary: Noah remains blind, and he abandons Oakdale and Luke. Luke is left feeling guilty and lost, so he decides to focus on the foundation and PR work. Luke moves the foundation to Rome and avoids America. However, two years later, his family in Oakdale has been pressuring him to visit, and when an old friend calls him with a problem with her medical organization’s image, Luke agrees to fly to Miami. But can he turn their best doctor into a media star? As the cameras roll, Luke soon finds himself in a “pretend” relationship with Dr. Oliver …
Warning: Sexually explicit content (some parts) and some Nuke here
Rating: PG- NC-17 (depends)
A big shout of thanks to the amazing rhiannonhero! Thanks also to traciamc
Previous chapter:

Chapter 5

The next day, Luke and Reid walked past the pastel hued buildings of the Art Deco district. Luke had always wanted to see this part of South Beach and he wasn’t disappointed. Every hotel and art gallery and restaurant had flair. Coming from Oakdale, where all the houses were white or some other bland color, it was incredible to see so much vibrancy in such a small area.

Reid allowed Luke to drag him into the different places without too much grumbling. Luke suspected he’d never taken a day off and just toured around before.

“Admit it,” Luke said to him as they walked, “you’re enjoying this.”

“No, I’m tolerating this,” Reid answered, but a tiny smile was on his handsome face.

Reid looked amazing. He was dressed casually, not in a suit or scrubs, and it made Luke feel all kinds of crazy urges to touch him. Reid had on a dark pair of jeans, button-down shirt, and sunglasses.

Neither of them had discussed the night before. They had simply met and started the day. Luke almost brought it up, but he couldn’t see Reid’s eyes and he thought he’d want to read their expression for that conversation. Besides, Luke was at a loss what to say. He’d barely slept all night, thinking it all over.

Seeing a small art gallery, Luke took Reid’s hand and pulled him into it.

“Welcome to Long John’s!” A voice called immediately. A small man with a toothy smile, came up to them. “I’m John.” He was short and thin and wearing a yellow shirt with ‘It’s Good To Be Queen!’ on the front.

The gallery was filled with big canvases of street scenes in neon colors. It had small sculptures of bodies, all naked, twisting and turning together - some were men, some women, some both.

“This is wonderful!” Luke enthused. Reid said nothing, just jamming his sunglasses on top of his head.

John smiled and strutted over to them. “Yes, darling, isn’t it?” He said. John ran his finger down one of the sculptures naked torsos, “I just love a good bronze.”

“I’m Luke and this is Reid,” Luke offered, ignoring Reid’s rolling eyes.

John shook Luke’s hand, “Not from here?”

“Just visiting.” Luke eyed a picture of a dolphin and a naked man swimming together. “That’s interesting,” he smiled.

Reid, meanwhile, stood back and scowled.

“I normally don’t like fish,” John twittered, “ but this one’s special.”

“Dolphins aren’t fish,” Reid said rudely.

“Reid, come out from behind me,” Luke scolded.

“Oh darling, let the man be behind you,” John winked, “I would.”

Luke laughed and felt himself blushing.

“You are too cute!” John gushed. “Isn’t he?” He said to Reid.

“Like a stuffed animal,” Reid drawled and Luke turned and glared at him.

“Okay,” John clapped his hands together excitedly, “I must have you in my collection.”

“Collection?” Luke asked.

“Hmm, yes. I take my picture with many of the tourists who come to my gallery – a little hobby of mine. Not all the tourists of course. Not those skeletal woman from Boca, or those lobster-faced, sunburned men from Minnesota…the good tourists. Just a sec!”
John dashed into the back of the gallery.

“Don’t move- “ he called.

Luke looked at Reid.

“I think we should make a run for it,” Reid said dryly.

“Why? What do you think he’s doing back there?”

“I don’t know, “ Reid said, “but if he comes out in nothing but a feather boa or something –
I’m sacrificing you and heading for the door. “

“You’re all heart,” Luke said, clutching at his chest in a pretend swoon.

“That’s me,” Reid agreed, his mouth kicking up.

“I’ve returned!” John said in a sing-song voice, coming up to them holding a photo book and tiny camera.

He thrust the photo album and camera into Reid’s hands. “Now dear, you take our picture first,” he instructed Reid, “and then I want one with you.”

John grabbed Luke and pulled him in for a picture, flinging his arm around Luke’s shoulders.

Glancing at John’s album, Reid looked up with a wicked gleam in his eyes and aimed the camera
at them.

“Smile,” Reid said sweetly.

Just as Reid went to snap the picture, John made a lunge for Luke’s right nipple and squeezed.

The camera flashed and Luke stepped away, shocked.

“Oh dear, have I upset you?” John asked him. “I’m sorry.”

“Um, no it’s fine, “ Luke said awkwardly.

Reid tossed Luke the photo album, “Take a look, “ he said smirking, “then you won’t feel so badly.”

Luke flipped through the album. All of the pictures were of John and other tourists. All of them had John grabbing for nipple. Only male nipples.

“How ‘bout it?” John asked Reid.

“Yes, Reid, do take a picture!” Luke grinned and took the camera. Luke looked at Reid challengingly, sure he would refuse.

“Okay,” Reid said calmly walking over to John, “but stay away from the family jewels. “

“His only,” John nodded to Luke.

John’s remark caused a nervous jolt to go through Luke’s system and he looked anywhere but at Reid’s jeans right then.

“That’s right. His,” Reid said mockingly, and Luke knew that taunting tone was aimed at him.

“ I understand darling. Too bad though,” John’s gaze lingered on Reid’s crotch, “looks like some huge stones.”

Now it was Reid’s turn to flush. He glared at John.

“Smile,” John told him, “nobody likes a sour-puss.” John made kissy noises at Reid, who now looked like he wanted to get away.

Luke was laughing so hard that he had trouble taking the picture.

Sure enough, John grabbed Reid’s nipple at the camera’s flash.

“Thanks, boys, “ he told them happily. “You’ve made my day.” Then he indicated the art all around. “Be even a better day if you’d buy something?” he suggested.

“Just browsing, “ Reid said firmly, seeing Luke start to look around to spend his money.
Reid steered Luke out of the gallery.

“What?” Luke said, “I have money to buy some art.”

“That stuff is in every gallery on this street, “ Reid said impatiently, “at least compare places before you just whip out that big credit card of yours.”

“Are you looking out for me?” Luke asked, amused.

“I’m protecting the money for my wing, “ Reid protested. “I can’t have you buying art from every Mary in South Beach.”

Luke laughed again. Reid started to laugh too.

“ We have a meeting with the Herald later, right? “ Reid asked him.

“Yes, no more South Florida Today. A real newspaper wants to interview us.”

Reid snapped his fingers, “Darn! I’ll miss those M&Ms.”

“M&M’s?” Luke said, puzzled.

“Molly and Mick,” Reid said.

Luke smiled at him, but Reid didn’t smile back. He just gazed at Luke intently.

The air between them sizzled with sudden tension. Reid was openly just looking at him, his gaze moving over very part of his body. It made him feel exposed as if every one of his emotions were visible.

Luke felt the urge to bolt, and it must have been clear on his face because Reid grabbed his arm.

“Relax,” Reid said quietly, “nothing has to happen again.” He studied Luke with his eyes, “unless you want it to?” Reid crossed his arms over his chest.

Staring at the ground, Luke found he couldn’t answer.

Luke chewed on his lower lip and then took a deep breath, “About last night. I –“

Reid waited.

“It’s just been a really long time and I-“ Luke broke off. A muscle quivered in his stomach.

Reid still waited.

“ I-I do want it too,” Luke finally stammered out, keeping his eyes low. He could feel his own pulse speeding up.

When Reid didn’t answer, Luke couldn’t stand the silence and raised his head.

Reid was looking straight at him.

Luke swallowed hard. He was sure Reid was about to kiss him again. He wet his lips in anticipation. Reid’s lips hovered just an inch above his.

Then Reid gave a wordless exclamation and ran a hand through his hair.

Reid shook his head, “Not when we have to be at the newspaper in a little over an hour. “

Luke couldn’t reply. The nearness of the kiss had left him half-dizzy with lust.

“Come on, I want to show you something,“ Reid said, “a really good thing for WMB’s press.”

“Oh,” Luke said, trying not to sound disappointed that Reid wanted to take him somewhere for
business and not pleasure, ”Okay. Will it help the PR campaign?”

They began to walk again.

“I think so,” Reid said. They headed to where the car was parked, crossing a busy street.

Reid reached out and took Luke’s hand. Pleased, Luke glanced at him.

Reid smiled. “And after we go do some PR work,” he said, ”we can discuss all those reasons that you didn’t mind my kiss.”

Luke looked away in embarrassment and tried to take back his hand. Reid refused to let it go.

“What?” He asked Luke. They had crossed the intersection and stopped walking again.

“Nothing just- “ Luke hesitated, ”now I’m the one who’s wondering, “ Luke paused. “Did you like my kiss?”, he asked in a rush of words.

Reid groaned, “You have to ask? I think you felt the proof of that last night.”

Luke felt heat rise to his cheeks, but he was also relieved.

Reid put his thumb under Luke’s chin and lifted his face up. “Why would you even doubt that?”, he said curiously. The thumb under his chin gently stroked Luke’s skin.

Luke just stubbornly shook his head.

“I guess I’ll have to do it again,” Reid said with mock reluctance. He patted Luke on his cheek. “Later.”

Luke felt like a silly schoolgirl then. His cheek felt like it was burning where Reid had touched him. His palms were literally sweating, his heart thudding. He snuck a glance at
Reid. His eyes were bright in the strong sunlight. His mouth curved in a slight smile. The humid, Miami air was blowing through his hair. Luke couldn’t help darting out his tongue again as if to taste Reid. He could practically smell his skin.

“Come on,” Reid said, “let’s go.”


“I bet you didn’t know that WMB promotes this Baby Cuddler program, “ Reid said, somewhat proudly, opening the door to a small, cute looking house. It was right next to the hospital grounds.

Luke shook his head, “I had no idea.” He looked around the cheerful lobby. It was full of flowers and stuffed animals.

“Yeah, it will be good to mention today. We aren’t just about other countries. WMB does important work right here. Without people to love them,these sick, often neglected infants, will have lower bonding abilities and social skills down the road.” Reid played with a stuffed bear as he spoke, and then, seeing what he was holding, he quickly dropped it.

“You seem to know a lot about this place?” Luke asked curiously.

Reid shrugged, his face tightened, “A little.” He led Luke into a pretty lobby area. The sound of babies crying and soft music could be heard. The walls were designed in black and white.

“It stimulates them,” Reid said, nodding to the walls, “that’s what the studies show anyhow.”

A short, rounded woman came out.

“Luke- Claudia, “ Reid said, “the head nurse here. She decides if the babies need to be back in the hospitals’ Nic U, or can be part of the cuddler program here. “

She greeted Reid with a huge , warm smile. Reid, of course, scowled back. Luke noticed that
Claudia seemed more amused than offended. She lightly took Reid’s arm as they walked inside and Reid didn’t object.

“Are you enjoying your time here?” Claudia asked Luke.

“I am,” Luke said. He really was, too. He pondered that for a quiet minute. “It’s a beautiful area,” Luke added.

“Ah, I grew up here. I’m spoiled,” Claudia grinned at him. “Beaches, night life, and not too far from Mickey Mouse.” She had a great, full laugh. Luke couldn’t help laughing too.

“Before we go to the other babies, “ Claudia stopped a second to turn to Reid, “I need something, mijo.”

“You always do,” Reid said with a mocking sigh.

Claudia pushed at him, “Oh, stop that. Haven’t I brought you my famous paella ? Didn’t I take you out for caipirinhas on your birthday last year? You owe me.”

To Luke’s amusement, that seemed to shut Reid up and embarrass him.

“Excuse me, Luke?” Claudia smiled. She handed Reid a chart of some kind.

They chatted a moment in Spanish together.

“She wants me to look at one of the drug addicted babies for a second,” Reid told him, “He needs to go back to the Nic U. When I return from examining him, we can both go in, okay?”


“I’ll keep your friend company,” Claudia told Reid cheerfully.

He eyed her suspiciously a moment.

“And I don’t owe you, by the way.” Reid said suddenly. “Not since you set me up with your cousin Larry from Hallandale. The one with the back hair and limited IQ?.”

Claudia’s smile widened.

“He liked you,” she teased. “He still asks me about a second date. “

Reid made a sour face and went to look at the baby.

Claudia turned her wide smile to Luke.

“Did Reid tell you that this was his idea? He helped me convince WMB to try it. “

“No, really?” Luke said in surprise. “He left that part out.”

Claudia laughed heartily, “Figures.” She smiled at Luke again. “He’s a clam, that one.”

“I don’t know,” Luke laughed, “he’s no trouble making comments to me.”

“Ah, about silly things? Rude remarks? But real feelings?” She shook her head, “A clam.” She patted Luke’s arm, “But no worries. I saw him looking at you on television. The eyes always give it away, yes?”

Luke shifted his feet uncomfortably. It was one thing to deceive the press, but he felt strange pretending to be a couple to Reid’s friend. And she clearly was a friend.

“I’m just so happy that Reid found somebody!” Claudia’s joyful tone continued.

“You seem like a fan of his,” Luke said, interested, fishing slightly. This was the first person who really seemed to know him.

“Oh I sure am! He comes here all the time, in what little spare time he has and helps out.” She grinned at Luke, “But I’m sure you figured out his tough act by now too, right? “

Luke looked at Reid through the glass window as he was listening to the baby with a stethoscope.

“Yeah,” he said to Claudia quietly, “I got that.”

“Well, I’ve never had him bring anybody here with him before,” she beamed. “The two of you together- muy guapo!”

“This is such a great thing you do here,” Luke said smiling as he changed the subject, “I’m really moved. I want to give you a small donation.”

“Really?” Claudia asked.

Luke nodded. He glanced quickly at Reid, then smiled. “Let me just do this fast and then I can see the babies. “ Luke took out his wallet before Reid returned.

A little while later, Reid and Luke sat in the rocking room, as Claudia called it. Each man held a small infant. Luke gazed down at the little boy, swaddled in a striped blanket. The baby had a thick head of black hair. His tiny, wizened face was red, his little fist curled up against Luke’s body.

“It’s hard to believe he’s sick,” Luke said, “he doesn’t look it.”

“Appearances can be deceptive.“ Reid nodded, rocking his baby. “Some of these infants have had intensive treatment for drug withdrawal, some had operations already, “ Reid looked at the girl in his arms, “and all are neglected and lost. Welcome to the world, right?“ He shook his head.

They rocked the babies more. The only sound in the room was the creaking of their chairs.

“Looking at them it puts everything else in perspective,” Luke said quietly, “and how much of my problems have been of my own bad choices.”

“What problems would that be?” Reid sarcastically said, “deciding to play golf or tennis at the country club? Running out of caviar on your private jet?”

Luke laughed silently. Reid was still doing his best to offend him, but it was hard to take seriously now. Not when Reid was cuddling a baby at the same time, holding the infant to his chest. Luke felt his heart flip over at the sight of the small baby, no bigger than a man’s palm, snuggling trustingly into Reid. The baby let out a tiny, mewing sound and Reid gently rubbed at the small cheek.

They stayed for a good hour, rocking different babies in companionable silence.

As they left, Claudia came over and waved. “See you soon, mijo,” she told Reid and then added to Luke, “Thank you so much.”

Luke tried to wave her off, but Claudia was too busy smiling at Reid. “Your friend here is so generous. I mean this amount of money he just donated is going to help so many of our babies,” Claudia became misty-eyed. She leaned over and kissed Luke’s cheek. “You’re an angel. ”

Luke smiled and flushed. He felt tongue-tied. He really wasn’t expecting Claudia to mention the money. Reid said nothing about it as they left.

He and Reid walked out of the small house and back into the Florida sunlight.

“Are you angry at me?” Luke said in a small voice.

“Why should I be?” Reid said startled.

“For writing that check? I mean no sarcastic comment about rich boys writing checks instead of doing real things?”

“You were here. Wasn’t that you? Rocking babies, changing babies? And writing checks. “ Reid smiled a little. “Hey I wish I had a trust fund!” He reached out an arm and patted Luke, “No, I’m grateful. Thanks for coming here with me and for helping.”

“You’re welcome,” Luke replied slowly.

Reid headed to the car, but Luke felt like his feet were in thick concrete.


The interview with the Miami Herald went well. Luke made certain to bring up WMB local programs and praise Reid for his work. They answered a few questions about dating, but mostly it was a big boost for WMB. Just what Luke needed to finish the job soon. So why did the thought of the job coming to an end leave him slightly depressed? Instead of being elated that the plan was working, Luke left the Herald feeling restless.

Afterwards, they agreed to meet at a local club for some nightlife experiences. The alternative press would be there and it might be another way to gain attention. For the meantime, they both wanted to shower and relax first. They left it with Reid agreeing to come to the hotel around nine.

Luke took a long shower, letting the warm water caress his body. Then he dried off with a hotel towel and slipped on one of the fluffy hotel robes. He picked out an outfit to wear. He played a little with his hair, combing it in different ways. It was still too early for Reid. Luke threw off the robe and put on his dress pants. Then he picked up his journal, brooding slightly, remembering.

Even before Noah’s accident, our sex life was sporadic at best. I didn’t mind back then. I truly loved him with my whole heart. I thought maybe I was too demanding and emotional, and he was right to withdraw. Noah didn’t like anything involving his mouth. He liked to jerk me off with only his hands. He seemed slightly repulsed when I sucked on him. I never swallowed, he thought that was disgusting. I always went to the sink afterward and had to brush my teeth before he’d tolerate a kiss. And that was before our fight. Before the fireworks he was fooling with exploded. That was our sex life when things were supposedly loving.

The last time Noah and I tried to be intimate was beyond a nightmare. It took me by surprise. He rarely wanted me. But that night, for whatever reason, he was horny. He woke me from a deep sleep. I was confused at first, then I felt the erection. Pleased, I started to get hard, hopeful that we’d at last connect in some way. I leaned into Noah to offer him a kiss.

“Get the stuff,” he said, holding me off with his hand. “We can do that part later.”
I tried once more to meet his lips. I knew that “later” would never arrive. Kissing always meant so much to me, and Noah knew that it did. My lips pressed at his briefly, but he refused to open his mouth.

I went to the night table and handed him the condom and lube. I looked at Noah’s ruined eyes. I hesitated, examining his face. My hand held the thin sheets a moment. The only sound in the semi-dark room was the hissing wind outside, making the window tremble. I looked down and realized that I’d twisted the sheet into a knot, and I forced my hand to relax. If I didn’t try again, I felt like I’d just disappear into nowhere; fear and need struggled inside of me. Tentatively, barely touching him, I attempted to stroke his cock. Noah just sat there a moment on the edge of the bed, his expression almost sullen. Then he swatted my hands away.

“Can we just do this?,” he’d interrupted. His unfocused eyes held no tenderness as he jerked down my sweat pants. My body stiffened up then. I felt a dull shame in the pit of my stomach. Noah could feel my hesitation.

“Look, if you don’t want me – “ he started to say.

“No, I do!” I answered quickly back. “I just need some time to get going. Can you just -“

“I can’t see, Luke! Remember? I can’t be worrying about all of that.” Noah sounded frustrated, edgy and the gulf between us was widening again. I was desperate to cross it. Soon it would be too late; we’d be lost on the other side of something never spoken.

“Okay, sorry! Sorry!”

I attempted to feel excited by the muscles of his chest, his skin, the evidence of his hard-on.

I told myself that my own pleasure wasn’t important; all that mattered was Noah.
I didn’t try and argue anymore. I got on my knees. I thought maybe if I showed him that I would always be there for him, no matter what, I would matter to him again. I could feel his finger swipe on the lube. It was still cold, jolting me. He grunted once as he put on a condom.

“Do you want help?”

“I can do it. Leave it alone.” His erection bumped along his hands as he struggled.

He clumsily rolled it on. I started to guide my body up and at him, but he just said “Don’t.“

His tone was like a master to his dog. And I knew abruptly, who I’d become. I stopped moving as he fumbled his dick up and down my crack, pushing against and then missing my hole repeatedly. Just as it was beginning to be humiliating for both of us, he turned and found the right leverage and made his way inside. I tried to breathe through it. I could hear his guttural sounds, but they seemed remote, as if they were coming from another place. I could feel his sweat dripping on my lower back. Noah was gripping my hips roughly, seeking his own release. As he pounded away, my own erection shriveled. I held the headboard and just tolerated it.

“I- was it what you wanted?” I asked him afterwards, still hoping for some encouragement.

“You always need reassurance” Noah said wearily. “Let’s just sleep.” Then he’d just rolled over.

I was awake the entire night, curled up in a tight ball of misery, listening to his small snores.

That was the final time. After that, Noah still lived in my house and ate my food and took my help, but he never tried to be with me again. I got used to that. I got used to taking care of myself in the shower or quickly in the dead of the night.

But I never got used to the way he made me feel so lonely.

Luke shrank back at the loud knock at his door. He’d been so caught up in his journal that he’d forgotten about the time. Putting the journal away, Luke grabbed his shirt and opened up the door.

Reid stood there looking fantastic. He glanced down at Luke’s naked chest and then at his wet hair.

“I should have known you’d take forever to get ready.” He stepped around Luke, and sat down by the desk, straddling the chair.

“Go ahead, “ Reid said, waving his hand at Luke, “continue to get gorgeous. But if you could stop primping in about an hour, I’d be ecstatic”

“Sure,” Luke said, distracted. “Just a few minutes.”

He went into the bathroom and closed the door, breathing deeply.
Reid is not Noah. He told himself firmly. Then Luke almost smiled. Now that was ridiculous. Noah and Reid were nothing alike. Reid was rude and egotistical and brilliant. He was funny and irreverent. Noah had been straight-laced and serious.

Reid had hidden depths that Luke was only now discovering. Noah had ultimately been shallow. After seeing Reid with his patient and with the babies, Luke sensed that Reid had a sweet, gentle side that he tried to hide from people.

Luke felt calmer now. He opened up his bathroom door and stepped out.

“Sorry,” Luke said. “I’m almost ready.”

Reid cocked his head to one side and studied him. “Everything okay?”

Luke just smiled. “Let’s go clubbing,” he said.

Okay- don’t hate me for that Nuke pain! Luke and I will make it up to you in the next part- we promise!

FYI: Most of the places in South Beach in this fic are real, but I made up Long John’s. The guy’s photo fetish, however, is based on a waiter in South Beach who takes pictures like these of his male customers. As for baby cuddling programs, they do exist. But of course, not one in WMB…
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Title: Without Borders 4
Author: Marsabi
Summary: Noah remains blind, and he abandons Oakdale and Luke. Luke is left feeling guilty and lost, so he decides to focus on the foundation and PR work. Luke moves the foundation to Rome and avoids America. However, two years later, his family in Oakdale has been pressuring him to visit, and when an old friend calls him with a problem with her medical organization’s image, Luke agrees to fly to Miami. But can he turn their best doctor into a media star? As the cameras roll, Luke soon finds himself in a “pretend” relationship with Dr. Oliver …
Warning: Sexually explicit content (some parts)
Rating: PG- NC-17 (depends)
A big shout of thanks to the amazing rhiannonhero! Thanks also to traciamc

Without Medical Borders (WMB) is a fictional organization, but is modeled loosely on Doctors Without Borders.

Chapter Four

They sat outside the restaurant for some time on a nearby bench under a Mango tree discussing their backgrounds and planning more strategy. All around them were tropical plants and flowers, filling the air with an earthy-pungent scent, the sun strong in the late-afternoon heat. At last, it was time to meet Mick and Molly, and they picked up the car and cruised down the road.

“Where are we going?” Reid asked, ready to punch in the GPS.

“Hmm, a restaurant and club type of place. Molly said it’s really popular.”

“What’s it called?”

“Bed,” Luke answered. “Have you heard of it?”

“Nope. Don’t get much free time, remember?” Reid said.

After a quick car ride, they soon reached their destination. When they entered the place, they both stopped short.

Inside Miami’s Bed, there were no tables at all. The entire place had couples in bed – lots of beds. The restaurant was surrounded by clear glass and had a great view of the city. Each bed was large –enough for multiple parties to share – and had pillows everywhere. Bed actually stood for B.E.D –Beverage, Entertainment, and Dining. The waiters were serving people sweet smelling foods and huge martinis. Latin music was blaring. All around them, couples kissed and ate and laughed –in bed.

Luke’s mouth fell open a little.

“So you do expect me to hit the sheets with you on my first date?” Reid asked mockingly.

“I-I- no, “ Luke stammered and saw Reid was amused at his embarrassment.

Molly and Mick saved him by taking that moment to rush up with their cameras.

“Great!” Molly chirped, “You made it to Bed.”

“Hope so,” Reid said in a low voice that only Luke could hear.

“Right here, boys,” Mick gestured to a VIP bed in the center of the room.

Luke and Reid walked over. Luke made himself hold Reid’s hand. His skin was warm. Luke felt the now familiar tingling hit the pit of his stomach. The waiter rushed over and pulled back the sheets at the head of the big, purple bed.

Reid held up his hand at the waiter, “Wait a minute. Just what are your sanitizing methods for this,” he pointed at the bed, “exactly?”

“Reid,” Luke commanded. “Just get in bed!”

Reid rolled his eyes. He looked at Mick and Molly. “He’s always telling me that.”

Reid asked the waiter a few more questions about how they laundered the sheets. When at last he seemed satisfied, Luke and Reid climbed in together.

“Isn’t this just so cute?” gushed Molly, “I just love this place. “

Luke was having trouble finding his voice. Reid’s body was pressed right against him.

Mick nodded at the photographer, who snapped their picture. Then Mick and Molly joined them at the foot of the bed.

“Mind if we get in?” She joked.

“Luke and I are strictly monogamous,” Reid replied smartly.

“Oh you!” Molly wagged a finger at Reid. She and Mick got into the other side of the bed.

The waiter came back and handed out menus.

“So this time, we just want an interview on paper. A few pictures to reveal on our show tomorrow. Then if we get a lot of buzz, we will have you both back again live.”

“Sounds good,” Luke managed, aware that Reid was rubbing his leg up and down his thigh. Every hair on Luke’s body stood up. He tried to clamp a firm hand down on Reid’s leg to stop the movement.

Reid grinned at him innocently.

“Okay,” Mick said, taking a sip of his martini. “First question. How did you two lovebirds meet?”

Luke answered on auto-pilot. They had gone over this carefully. “We met at an WMB fundraiser in Rome. Reid was there and I was so impressed by all of his devotion to WMB. You know, Without Medical Borders is such a dedicated organization, “ Luke reminded them, working on the PR angle. “They truly help people all over the world. The doctors are the best.”

Molly and Mick nodded, and drank some.

“And you Reid? Do you remember what you first said to Luke at that fundraiser?”

Reid shrugged.

Luke jabbed his knee at Reid’s leg from underneath the sheets. “He was really thoughtful. He asked lots of pertinent questions about the foundation. Remember, honey?”

The endearment hung in the air between them like a gauntlet.

“Right.” Reid paused. “Doll face -baby-lambkins.” His lips twisted sardonically.

Luke gave an awkward laugh and looked at Mick and Molly. “He has so many pet names for me. He can never settle on just one.”

“I’m a romantic,” Reid agreed. Then his lips lifted up in a real smile. “Hey, the food is here.”

The waiter brought over an appetizer of fried calamari. He placed it in the center of the bed on a beautiful tray. Reid began to eat once again. Luke was amazed at his appetite. Luke was only sipping a ginger ale and picking at a small piece of cake. Despite having eaten with Luke not long ago, Reid was devouring everything Mick and Molly ordered.

Luke tried not to dwell on the way Reid’s body was giving off heat. He tried to ignore the brush of Reid’s arm near his as he picked up his fork. He tried to look away from Reid’s tongue licking his lips at the taste of his food. If he didn’t focus on work soon, Luke was worried Molly and Mick might get an eyeful from down below.

“Let me tell you some more about why I was so impressed with Reid’s job, “ Luke said in a rush. Then he rattled off a few statistics about WMB, and made certain they wrote it down.

“Reid,” Molly said turning to him, “Tell me…what about Luke first spoke to your heart?”

Luke turned to him and gave him a pained smile. Luke’s lips were beginning to hurt from faking it. Reid played with the sheets a moment. He glanced back at Molly.

“His generosity,” Reid answered promptly, and Luke knew he was probably thinking about all the money promised for the neuro wing.

“And you Luke?” Mick asked, munching on the wings the waiter had now put down.

“Oh, Reid’s wit. He has a very big…” Luke gave Reid what he hoped was a sexy look, “sense of humor.”

“Anything else?” Molly pursued sweetly.

Luke paused. “Um, we just support each other.” Luke gave Reid’s hand a mock squeeze. “I always want Reid to come out on top.” He gave them an earnest look.

“And I usually am on top,” Reid said smoothly. “But Luke gets there from time to time.”

Luke felt his face burning. He suddenly realized how this all sounded. He caught his lip and glanced at Mick and then at Molly. They appeared to be oblivious.

Reid, of course, was smirking at him.

“Well, a toast,” Molly was saying, “to love.”

They all clinked glasses across the bed.

“And to a great cause – Without Medical Borders,” Luke added quickly.

“Right,“ Mick said, sounding bored. He gestured to the photographer nearby. “Okay guys, how about a kiss for your growing fans?”

“Well ah,” Luke started to say, not looking in Reid’s direction. They’d briefly touched on
practicing all that, but somehow the day had passed without it.

“Sure,” Reid said. He turned Luke’s face to him, holding him on both sides of his cheeks, and then, as the light bulbs from the cameras flashed, Reid gave Luke a firm kiss on his lips.

Molly squealed in delight.

Reid released Luke abruptly and looked back at his food.

Realizing that his mouth was still open, Luke closed it. He busied himself with his ginger ale. He tried to ignore the way his whole body had suddenly come to life and was screaming Yes, Yes, Yes.


They didn’t say much on the drive home. Luke discovered that Reid was not as cautious a driver as he’d imagined, and that pleased him for some odd reason. Reid drove smoothly down Washington Boulevard and then onto AIA. Luke rolled the window down and smelled the night air. He realized he was soon to learn where Reid actually lived. Luke watched him driving a moment. He had such capable hands. The wind was blowing Reid’s hair a little.
Luke sighed deeply. Then he gazed out the window, and soaked up the warm air.

“Hey,” Luke called suddenly, “do you mind pulling over a second?”

“What? Now?”

“Yeah,” Luke motioned to the spot, ” right there.”

Reid obligingly pulled the car to a stop. They were facing the beach.

“I can’t believe I’ve been here for days, “ Luke told him with a huge smile, “and haven’t been to the ocean yet.”

He opened the car door.

“Wait,” Reid called. “You want to swim now?”

“I just want to see it,” Luke beamed at him.

He left the car and walked down to the water. It was dark and the ocean was only a rush of sound, but there was a sliver of moonlight.

Luke hopped out of his shoes and socks and cuffed up his pants. He loved the feeling of the moist sand at his toes.

He saw that Reid was now out of the car and watching him. Luke waved at him, and then laughed as the tide approached, and he kicked up some water.

He bent down and let his hands trail the foamy waves, and scooped some up and then let it fall through his fingers. He could taste the salt. Luke laughed again.

“This is great!” He yelled over to Reid.

Reid approached him, shaking his head at him. “You have seen oceans before, right?”

“Of course,” Luke smiled and playfully flicked some water in Reid’s direction. “But it’s been awhile.”

He buried one foot in the sand. Then he lifted it out and wriggled his toes. Another wave came in and washed the sand off. Luke cuffed his pants a little higher, wading up to his knees. There were a few other people walking or swimming, but they were in the distance. For the most part, the beach was deserted.

“Come in with me,” Luke said to Reid.

He ran in a little circle, letting the water kick up to his thighs, soaking the edge of his pants. It felt good. A warm touch of air blew across his skin.

Luke turned back to call Reid again, only to find him right near him. He jumped back a little. He hadn’t really thought Reid would join him in the surf. Reid smiled and stretched his arms up above his head and gazed up at the moon. He inhaled deeply.

“You like the ocean too?” Luke asked shyly.

“You know,” Reid smiled,” I live only blocks away and yet it’s been months since I did this.”

A bigger wave came at them suddenly, pushing their bodies back a bit. Luke almost stumbled and he grabbed onto Reid’s arm.

Their faces were close together.

Luke stared at Reid, illuminated in the moonlight. He licked his lips nervously and attempted to smile at him.

“You work too much,” Luke said in a faint voice.

“You’re right,” Reid answered and then placed his arms at Luke’s waist.

His lips covered Luke’s in an instant. A melting heat invaded Luke’s whole body as the kiss deepened.

This wasn’t a quick kiss like at the restaurant. This was real.

Reid thrust a tongue into his mouth, parting Luke’s lips. Luke could feel the firm texture of Reid’s lips and taste his mouth. Groaning, Luke met Reid’s tongue with his own. The kiss went on as they explored each other.

They both sank to their knees at the same time. The waves gently lapped at them as they kept on kissing. Luke had never enjoyed a kiss so much. It was as if Reid’s lips were merging with his own. They felt so right. Luke touched the nape of Reid’s neck. He was aware of his own body trembling. Luke opened his mouth more, his need becoming hungry. He sucked hard at Reid’s tongue, delighting in the groan it drew from Reid. Luke sucked again and then ran one hand up and down Reid’s muscled back.

Reid kissed him back urgently, murmuring his name between kisses. Luke gulped in some air and continued the kiss. Reid’s mouth was hot and amazing. Luke let his tongue skim over Reid’s lower lip. He tasted him again. He could feel a pressure, a longing, building up inside of his flesh. Reid’s arms were wrapped around him and the intent in them made Luke gasp. For a moment, the night sky and dark sea rushed together, the world dizzily joined.

Another wave wet them and they moved back to the edge of the sand. Reid pushed Luke gently down and kissed him again. Luke circled his hands across Reid’s back. He tasted Reid’s mouth with astonishment. His lips were straining for more and more. Luke closed his eyes, arching towards him. He felt Reid kiss his throat, the hollow of his neck and then brush over his mouth again. Their chests were pressed tightly together. Reid was half lying on top of Luke now, and Luke could suddenly feel his arousal at his thigh.

Luke broke the kiss off. Reid’s erection had made him panicked. He wanted Reid, badly. It was only fear that had him move away, grabbing for his things. Luke turned and hesitated, he wondered whether he should just pretend nothing was happening at all.

“I- I think we need to go,” Luke mumbled and hurried up to the car, leaving Reid to stand up slowly after him.

Reid came up silently, watching Luke.

Luke rolled his pants down and quickly got into the passenger seat.

“Let me take you home,” Luke said nervously. Reid raised his eyebrows at that and Luke quickly added, “I mean drop you off at home. You can still drive.” Luke sat tensely in the seat and waited.

Reid brushed some sand off and then got into the car. Luke could feel the weight of Reid’s eyes a moment, and then he put the car into drive. The only sound was the humming of the engine.

As they pulled up to Reid’s condo, Reid put the car into park and skimmed his finger lightly on the wheel. Then he and Luke both got out. Luke came around to the driver’s side.

“Nice place,” he gestured at the tall, white high rise.

“It’ll do,” Reid said. “It’s close to work.”

Luke nodded and started to open the car door.

Reid’s hand touched his shoulder.

“I want you to come up,” Reid said into his ear, and then he was looking him in the eye.

“Yes!” Luke said automatically, and then quickly, “I mean no!” He flushed and ran a nervous hand through his hair. Luke shook his head. “I’m sorry.”

He ducked his head down and then peered at Reid through his eyelashes, sure Reid would be angry.

“For what?” Reid asked him simply.

“I - I ‘m a wreck,” Luke admitted. He looked away.

Reid considered that in silence.

“Who isn’t?” He shrugged kindly. He dropped his hand.

Luke looked at him in surprise and released the breath he’d been holding. It was only in that moment that Luke realized he’d been waiting for Reid to scream at him or be coldly furious or something. But Reid was just standing there calmly. Luke felt a different kind of warmth come into his body – one of gratitude.

“We’re still on for the fake date tomorrow, right?” Reid asked him.

Luke gave him a big smile, “Yes, “he said emphatically, “please.”

Their eyes locked.

“Okay then, bye.”

“Bye,” Luke said bashfully. He climbed into the car and looked at Reid through the open window.

“See you soon,” Luke added, almost hopefully.

Reid leaned down and gently touched him on the side of his face. Luke caught his fingers a moment and held them to his face.

“So long,” Luke whispered.

“See you, Luke,” Reid answered, also softly.

Then he straightened up and walked off into his building.

Luke sat in his car a few minutes, rewinding the night in his mind and analyzing it all.

Inside of his chest, Luke’s heart was knocking around. He could barely put on his seatbelt. There was a deep, urgent tugging inside of him. Luke banged his head back. He ran his fingers up and down his legs and tried to concentrate on leaving. He turned the key in the ignition and headed back to his hotel, a big part of him regretting that he’d not gone up to Reid’s condo. The other part of Luke was shocked that he regretted it. He had never been fast and loose with sex, not when he was sober anyhow. He had never felt this kind of attraction. When he kissed Reid it was like he couldn’t think or breathe. His entire body wanted to grab Reid and take him and be inside of him. Luke shuddered. He had never felt that way before either. But he had this desire to possess Reid sexually and it frightened him. He wanted to crawl inside Reid’s skin, open him up, savor him.

Luke put the radio on and rolled down the window some more, trying to relax. But he was aching and throbbing the whole ride back.
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Title: Without Borders 3/24
Author: Marsabi
Summary: Noah remains blind, and he abandons Oakdale and Luke. Luke is left feeling guilty and lost, so he decides to focus on the foundation and PR work. Luke moves the foundation to Rome and avoids America. However, two years later, his family in Oakdale has been pressuring him to visit, and when an old friend calls him with a problem with her medical organization’s image, Luke agrees to fly to Miami. But can he turn their best doctor into a media star? As the cameras roll, Luke soon finds himself in a “pretend” relationship with Dr. Oliver …
Warning: Sexually explicit content (some parts)
Rating: PG- NC-17 (depends)
A big shout of thanks to the amazing rhiannonhero! Thanks also to traciamc

Without Medical Borders (WMB) is a fictional organization, but is modeled loosely on Doctors Without Borders.
Previous chapter:

Chapter Three

The next day, Reid met Luke in the green room of ‘South Florida Today’, and he actually looked pleased when Luke offered him a latte.

“Ah caffeine,“ Reid sighed and breathed it in. Luke smiled.

“It’s early,“ he agreed. “I didn’t know what you like, but I like the flavored lattes, so-“

Reid nodded at him, “Fine.” A smile played across Reid’s lips, making Luke catch his breath and turn away.

“Are you ready for this?” he asked Reid, fiddling with his coffee cup.

“Sure,“ Reid answered, “bring on the inquisition.”

“You’ll be fine,” Luke said. He automatically reached out and touched Reid’s shoulder. Reid’s eyes followed the movement. He looked down where Luke’s hand rested. Luke abruptly removed his fingers from Reid, feeling like his gesture of good will had become provocative. He focused on his coffee cup again.

After suffering through the makeup girl, Reid was brought onto the show and seated as the cameras started rolling . Molly and Mick, the two hosts, chatted inanely about the weather and sports first. Then they gave an ecstatic caller a trip to the Eden Rock hotel for the night. Luke motioned to Reid from backstage – he was yawning on camera.

Reid rolled his eyes at Luke and Luke again frantically motioned him to stop. He pointed to the cameras.

“Now,” chirpy Molly was saying, “We have our first guest. He is the genius behind our local Without Medical Borders facility, and is here today to share with us some of their new goals and dreams. Dr. Reid Oliver!”

“Dr. Oliver, “ Molly said with enthusiasm, “ have you been at Without Medical Borders long?”

“Didn’t you check?” Reid said annoyed, “I’ve been there ten years. “

“Wow! What a long time!”

“In TV time, I guess. How long has this show been on the air? Ten minutes? I guess you have your five minutes more left.”

Molly was starting to look uncomfortable, she turned to Mick.

Luke, meanwhile, was trying to catch Reid’s attention from off stage. None of this was what they’d rehearsed.

“So, Dr. O, can I call you that?” Mick asked.


Mick shifted in his seat, “Oh. Okay, Dr. Oliver…Tell us what’s up next for the WMB? Planning to save more lives?’

“Are we planning…What?” Dr. Oliver pinched the bridge of his nose. “No, we’re thinking about playing a game of chicken with the patients. You know? This one lives or this one dies. “

Molly gave a loud, tittering laugh, “Oh, what a kidder!” She gave Dr. Oliver’s arm a mock punch. ”But really can you answer the question?”

“When you ask something intelligent, “ Reid replied, “’I’ll answer.”

Molly laughed again, “This must be your first –“

“Moment of insanity?” Reid interrupted.

“ - Interview, “ she finished.

“Tell us about WMB,” Mick encouraged him.

“Well, Dick,”


“If you say so.” Dr. Oliver paused. “ Tell me what you know about WMB.”

“Not much,” Mick chuckled, “I’m more an NBA guy than a WMB,” he laughed at his own joke and so did Molly.

“You’re so funny, Mick!”

“Gee, thanks Molly!”

“Do you two want a moment alone?” Dr. Oliver asked.

“So tell us, WMB is about…what? In your own words?”

“WMB is on the internet, doesn’t anybody do any research here? –“ Reid started to complain.

Luke couldn’t take a second longer of watching Reid ruin his words and ruin WMB’s chance for redemption. Before anybody could stop him, Luke ran out in front of the cameras.

“What Dr. Oliver is saying, “ He told Molly, sitting down next to a stunned Reid, “is that the WMB is a great organization , one that truly cares about people.”

“And you are?” Molly asked.

“I’m Luke Snyder, I’m Dr. Oliver’s partner – “

Luke started to say his partner in the WMB campaign, when Molly interrupted.

“His partner,” she gushed, “hear that everybody? Well, that is so sweet.”

“No,“ Luke tried to correct her, “we work together and –“

“Aww, partners and co-workers. Lovely. We have a lot of couples like you two here in South Florida, “ she glanced down at her phone. ”Oh, in fact, we all love you two already! Our phone lines are lighting up.”

Luke looked around helplessly, as Reid remained glued in shock to his seat. This would be a huge disaster, they’d look like liars and it was worse than anything, unless…

Luke took a deep breath, put a hand on Reid’s knee, and gave the camera his most charming smile.


“Just hear me out!”

“No! Of all the stupid, brainless – “ They were back in Luke’s hotel room.

“Listen,” Luke held up his hand near Reid’s chest. “I had to do it. Otherwise, WMB was about to have another scandal. “

“I don’t think-“

“We’d have to admit that I was helping you and you would no longer appear sincere. And maybe this will actually be good for the PR process,” Luke mused.

“How is turning us into a couple good?” Reid demanded.

“Gay is hot,” Luke said, “Think Modern Family? Will and Grace?”

“Those are sitcoms!”

“And this is South Beach. You heard the callers. They wanted to know all about how Without Medical Borders works and about us. They were curious. Hooked. Trust me, gay is hot right now.”

Reid looked so pained that Luke suppressed a smile.

Reid’s eyes narrowed at Luke.

“What does it matter to you, right? You fly off to wherever in a day or two, but I live here.”

“Look, in a week, nobody will remember our part in this whole thing. But meanwhile, this can help the public forget the scandals and focus on something else. And we can educate them on WMB at the same time. It’s just for a few more days, five at the most. “

“Fine,” Reid said slowly, “ I’ll do it, but only if you live up to your hype.“

“What do you mean?”

“I mean show me the money! You’re loaded, right? So I need new equipment, new operating tools, hell…” Reid’s eyes gleamed with challenge, “Why not give me a whole new neuro wing?”

Luke pursed his lips together a moment. He knew Reid was just trying to rile him up.

“Fine,” Luke agreed, “but that means you go in front of the cameras again and we act like a couple.“

Reid’s mouth fell open. “You- you agree?”

Luke shrugged, “You know us rich folks – what’s a few more thousand –“


“Millions then. It’s for a good cause, right? We can save WMB and build that wing.” Luke paused, “But I have some conditions.”

“Conditions?” Reid folded his arms across his chest.

“You have to be willing to do this right. Take a few days off from work and be with me. I’m sure Jessica will understand. And I want a seat on the board at WMB. Most of all, you have to make a serious effort here, not like your interview today. “ Luke glanced at him. ”We have to practice.”

“Practice?” Reid said warily.

“Learn things about each other. In case they question us. Where you live. When’s your birthday. That sort of thing.”

“So, in other words, if you learn I’m a Pisces and yet ironically allergic to shellfish, people will believe we’re lovers?”

Luke could feel heat rising to his cheeks. “Well, maybe we should also practice, um…you know.” He looked away and tugged at his ear a little.

“Do you want to do that now?” Reid asked softly, stepping closer to him.

“No!” Luke stepped back,” I –I mean we have time to talk all that over.” He could see amusement in Reid’s eyes and frowned at him. “So we agree.” Luke said, changing the subject. “ Tomorrow we can go out early, and then meet up with Mick and Molly for another interview at some hot spot.”


Luke bit his lip. “Where should we go?”

Reid shrugged, “I don’t know.”

Luke looked at him, “Well, you live here. What’s good?”

“I don’t know,” Reid repeated indifferently.

“Do you ever go out?” Luke asked him. Then he shook his head, “Poor Reid. All work, no play.”

“What can I say?” Reid agreed, “I’m a dull boy.”

Luke laughed, “Fine, I’ll plan the date and then set something up with Molly. Some place that doesn’t serve shellfish, right? “

“It was an example, Einstein. I’m not allergic to anything except stupid people.”

“Are you even a Pisces then?”

Reid stared at him. “Oh, no. I’m starting to itch.” He scratched at his chest with both hands.

Luke blew out a puff of air. “You might be the world’s most brilliant doctor, but as a human being? I have my doubts.”

“Now you’re getting it.“

Luke sighed. “If we’re going to pull this off, then I do need to know things for real.”

“Just don’t forget I want the neuro wing plans in a contract too, and we’ll be fine.”

“Okay, I’ll get my lawyer on that. So…” Luke studied him, ”Deal?”


Luke stuck out his hand. Reid looked at him, hesitated a moment, and then shook it.


I’m average, give or take. Yes, I have money, but for me it was just background. Life still caused me confusion and pain. I’ve seen my parents screaming at each other in the hallways of mansions. I’ve felt like I was starving for something surrounded by opulence. I’ve had my money thrown at me like it could solve all the upheaval and drama my family constantly created.

I met Noah when I was young and desperate to be loved. During my family’s divorce and my mother’s latest mess with my two fathers, I wasn’t skilled at hiding my need. Like a lot of people when they are still teenagers, my emotions were often raw and full of undisguised despair. I craved Noah’s approval and it was like a scent he picked up on with distaste - like my loving him was sour. I didn’t know I could demand anything from him in return. I just groveled until I hated that part of myself as much as he did, but I couldn’t help it. Every moment with Noah was an apology, even before I made him lose his sight.

Once he was blind, I couldn’t save him, and my money was useless. I was so guilty. I wanted to be elsewhere and not staring into his angry, unseeing eyes, his burnt face. He pushed me away in a series of shoves, like he was trying to chop me in half, the way I once chopped at worms as a boy. I used to cut them into pieces just to see them wriggle. He did that to me. Cut me. Sliced me. Watched me squirm. When everybody else said “Poor Noah,” he was severing my heart in two.

Luke shut the journal. He’d been thinking about the way Reid had saved that little girl. Despite their crazy deal, Luke was still impressed with Reid. Thanks to him, Maya would recover and hopefully, live a full life. If only Noah had been that lucky, Luke thought suddenly, so much might have turned out differently. Or would it have mattered at all?

He tossed and turned in bed all night.


The next day, Luke picked Reid up in front of WMB building for a lunch to talk strategy. Since he’d need to stay in Miami longer than planned, he’d rented a car.

Reid’s eyes widened as he saw the red Lamborghini.

“Slumming it, are you?” He asked as he opened the door.

Luke grinned and started the engine. He looked at Reid’s face as he the car purred to life.

“Careful, Reid. You’re drooling over the seat,” Luke answered dryly.

“Rich boys,” Reid complained, buckling up.

“My father and I both love cars,” Luke chatted as he drove. “Especially Italian ones.”

He stepped harder on the gas, weaving in and out of traffic.

“So I see,” Reid shot him a look. He held on as Luke took a sharp turn onto the highway.

“Why did I pick you up at the hospital?” Luke asked. “I thought you planned a few days off?”

“I did. But I wanted to look some last minute things over. “

“If we are going to pull this charade off, I’ll need to know more about you. Like where you live!” Luke laughed. Seeing his exit at the last moment possible, Luke shifted and quickly turned.

The car roared.

Reid’s face became white. His knuckles gripped the dashboard.

“Slow down!”

“Sorry,” Luke slowed a little. He took his eyes off the road a second to look over at Reid.

“Keep your eyes on the road,” Reid instructed him.

“Boy,” Luke said, “for somebody who flies all over the world and goes into violent locations, I’m surprised a little fast driving bothers you so much.”

“Just keep your hand on your stick,” Reid grumbled.

“Thought you’d never ask,” Luke teased.

Reid shook his head, “Really? Do you want to play double entendres with me? Should I bring up blowing your tires or burning rubber?”

Biting his lip to hold back a laugh, Luke turned on Collins Ave. A few moments later, they’d arrived at the parking lot of the restaurant. He got out and tossed Reid the keys.

“What’s this?” Reid asked as he caught them in one hand.

“You’re reward. If you do some prepping with me over lunch, I’ll let you drive.”


“Sure. You can even go under the speed limit like all the other elderly people in Miami.”

“Brat,” Reid said, “at least I’m old enough to shave.” He reached out and stroked Luke’s smooth cheek. “Do you even get stubble on that skin?”

Luke looked down at the ground, fighting a blush. He jammed his hands into his pockets. How could one quick touch cause his heart to hammer so strongly? His knees to almost buckle? Luke tried to shake off the tingling feeling.

He forced his eyes to meet Reid’s.

“Let’s just get to work,” Luke said.


They ate at the Big Pink, which was a South Beach landmark. A greasy diner that served all kinds of eclectic food, the Big Pink lived up to its name with its bright, neon pink walls. Reid ordered the enchiladas and a milkshake. Luke had the chicken pot pie and a latte.

“Okay,” Luke told him, waving his fork in the air for emphasis,” We meet Mick and Molly in just hours at a dinner and dance place. We need to be ready.”

“I don’t dance,” Reid said flatly.

“Then eat.“ Luke eyed Reid’s already half-finished plate, “I can see you have no problem eating.”

Reid grunted in agreement.

“I told Molly we’d just be having dessert and drinks there, but feel free to have another meal.”

“Finally,“ Reid joked, “something to look forward to.”

Luke bit his lip, trying to ignore the surge of hurt he felt at Reid’s words. It was so stupid to feel hurt. Luke knew this wasn’t a real date; it was just a meeting to plan their public appearance later. He shook his head and tried to focus .

“Why the pout?” Reid asked.

“What?” Luke frowned, “I’m not pouting!”

“Yes, you are.”

“No. I don’t pout,” Luke told him, attempting to relax his lips.

“Whatever, “ Reid said.

Luke wanted to change the subject. He looked at Reid sternly.

”Let’s get back to the basics. We need to know things about each other. And by the way, remember to use my first name.”

“I haven’t been calling you Mr. Snyder.”

“I know but we should still practice. “

Reid just rolled his eyes.

“We should get used to using our names- it should come naturally.”

“Fine, Luke, pass the hot sauce.”

Passing the bottle to Reid, Luke couldn’t help liking the way he said his name. Reid had a deep, sensual voice.

“Where are you from originally?” Luke asked.

“Here and there.”

“Do you like Miami?”

“It’s fine.”

Luke drew in a breath and tried to be patient.

“Are your parents nearby?” Luke persisted.


Luke scowled at him. “I really could use more than monosyllabic answers.”

Reid chewed his food a moment. “They died. A car accident. “ He looked down at his plate. “My uncle raised me.”

“Oh.” Luke felt horrible now, remembering Reid’s reaction to his driving. He reached over impulsively and squeezed Reid’s hand. “I’m so sorry.” He gave another warm squeeze.

Luke looked deeply into his eyes and offered Reid a sweet smile of real sympathy.

Reid appeared startled. His eyes darted from their hands back to Luke’s face. Luke smiled at him again.

Reid shrugged, “Long time ago.” But he allowed Luke to hold his hand a second longer, before he pulled away.

There was an awkward pause.

“What about you? “Reid asked slowly, “You mentioned your father?”

“Yeah,” Luke’s face softened. “He lives near me in Rome. But I also have parents in Oakdale, where I’m from…Brothers and sisters there too. Cousins. Grandmothers. “

Reid raised one eyebrow, “Yet you don’t live in Oakdale?”

Luke rubbed the back of his neck. “I’m going for a visit when I’m all done here.”

Reid continued to just look at him, waiting for more. Luke shifted in his chair. “Family’s great,” he said finally, “in small doses.”

“Like taking medicine,” Reid offered, eating again.

“Yeah,” Luke agreed laughing, “just like that.”

“How far along is this relationship?” Reid asked him, ordering an apple pie for dessert.

“Um, what?” Luke nervously sipped on his latte.

“Well, we have to fake a history there too. Are we lovers or just interested in dating at this point?” Reid asked smoothly, biting into the pie. “We should try and generate some sparks or whatever.”

Sparks shouldn’t be hard, Luke thought, considering he felt on fire every time Reid looked at him.

“We’re dating, “ he nodded, “taking it slowly.”

Reid looked him up and down. Then he shook his head. “Bullshit,” Reid said simply. “There would be no way I wouldn’t have hit the sack with you by date one or two. No way.”

Luke just stared at him. “Really?” He asked at last.

“Have you seen you?” Reid flashed a smile, “I’m not that patient a guy.”

Luke felt his heart start that ridiculous beating again. He took a giant gulp of his latte.
He had no idea what to say.

He gazed into Reid’s eyes. His whole body felt flushed with sudden heat.

“You have some whipped cream on your upper lip.” Reid said huskily. He leaned over with a finger and wiped it off. Then he sucked on his finger and gave Luke a wicked smirk, “Guess faking chemistry won’t be a problem, “ he said.

“Right,” Luke said, his own voice a bit high and squeaky. “We act like lovers for them.”

“Works for me,” Reid smiled.
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Title: Without Borders 2/24
Author: Marsabi
Summary: Noah remains blind, and he abandons Oakdale and Luke. Luke is left feeling guilty and lost, so he decides to focus on the foundation and PR work. Luke moves the foundation to Rome and avoids America. However, two years later, his family in Oakdale has been pressuring him to visit, and when an old friend calls him with a problem with her medical organization’s image, Luke agrees to fly to Miami. But can he turn their best doctor into a media star? As the cameras roll, Luke soon finds himself in a “pretend” relationship with Dr. Oliver …
Warning: Sexually explicit content (some parts)
Rating: PG- NC-17 (depends)
First of all, a big shout of thanks to the amazing rhiannonhero! Thanks also to traciamc

Without Medical Borders (WMB) is a fictional organization, but is modeled loosely on Doctors Without Borders. Most of these places in South Beach really do exist.

Chapter Two

Jessica and Luke had lunch on Lincoln Road in South Beach. Luke loosened his tie and took in the sights. A man on roller blades , wearing nothing but skimpy bike shorts, passed him with a low whistle. Another couple walked their poodle right into the restaurant and gave it a burger, while they shared a smoothie and kissed each other’s bearded lips. Jessica did not seem to even notice all these openly gay sights- they were normal here. Luke smiled. He had never seen things like this growing up in Oakdale.

At lunch, Jessica could not stop bragging about Reid Oliver.

“Oh I know he’s a bit of …an acquired taste, but he’s an amazing surgeon.”

“Has he been with WMB long?” Luke asked, interested despite himself.

“A few years now,” Jessica nodded. “He helped run our camp in North Darfur. And then in Moldova. “

“Wow,” Luke said, reluctantly impressed.

“Yes, even though he lives here, Reid’s still always willing to fly to any of our camps at a moment’s notice.” She grimaced, “It was this command performance that he isn’t too thrilled about.”

Luke laughed, “So I gathered.”

“Luke,” she added, “I really hope you’ll look past Dr. Oliver’s poor people skills and see the great work he’s doing, and you continue to support us here with the foundation. But, I have to tell you again, I just can’t see Reid becoming the poster boy for WMB. “

“It’s going to be more a challenge than I first thought,” Luke agreed. He smiled at Jessica, ”But I like a challenge.”

She nodded, knowing when to back off. They went on to discuss other, safer topics.

Afterwards, Jessica said, “Well, I can see you’re tired. Why not go to the hotel, check in, and relax the rest of your day? We’ll meet up tomorrow.”

“Sounds good,” Luke replied. He was actually less tired than he’d expected. For some strange reason, all his senses felt alert, wired even, but he just hugged her goodbye.

Luke decided to do some people-watching at his hotel. He settled himself near the piano bar with a ginger ale. There were lots of vibrant, colorful tourists buzzing around the room. Luke was the only person in a suit. He glanced around, suddenly feeling the eyes of another man resting on him. The man had shaggy brown hair and a fake tan. He was sitting at the bar, and he quickly nudged at the empty stool next to him. The man gave Luke a smile. Luke hesitated. It had been a long time. He looked like he had a decent body, but the man was no Dr. Oliver. The thought made Luke freeze for a moment. Where had that come from? Okay, he knew where. Luke pictured Dr. Oliver’s strong jaw and well-shaped lips. He pictured getting his hands on those scrubs, working them off of the doctor’s rock-hard body and…Luke shrugged the image away. Dr. Oliver couldn’t stand him. And this man was here and available. Luke considered it.

But then the man rubbed at his crotch suggestively, spoiling any chance of an encounter with the lewd gesture. Luke gave him a mock salute and promptly left the bar.

“Whatsa matter?” A voice called after him. Luke turned. The man had followed him out of the bar. He moved closer, his eyes now small and greedy-looking. Luke swallowed. This was exactly what he didn’t need.

“Long day,” He said casually, and gave the guy what he hoped was a regretful face, “Some other time.”

The man looked at him. Luke could see he was ready to argue. He quickly joined a group of people heading to the elevator and was relieved to go with them. The man just watched him as the doors to the elevator closed. Luke breathed a sigh of relief. Up close, there had been an ugliness in the man’s face.

It was a look Luke recognized.

So much for a night of simple fun. He should really just admit to Damian that he was a lost cause. Not everybody could be like his father, dating different women each night, managing relationships with no strings or baggage.

Luke headed to his room and threw himself on the bed. Exhaustion had finally caught up with him. He slept off his jet lag, not bothering to change. When he woke up, it was dark in the room. Luke sighed and shrugged out of his wrinkled suit and tie. He opened up the buttons of his collared shirt. Then he stepped out onto his balcony and breathed in the musky Miami air. It smelled like fruit and gasoline and something more sultry underneath. Luke gazed at the bright lights of the city. He could hear the nearby rumble of the ocean. He pictured lovers of all shapes and sizes on the beach, strolling hand in hand. With a sigh, Luke closed the doors of the balcony and went back to his room. He watched a bit of TV, ordered room service, and the picked up his journal and began to write.

I had a few drunken nights with strange men before I got sober, only two, really. The first man was a friendly thing, without much passion. The other man tricked me. He bought me drink after drink in the hotel bar, let me stumble my way upstairs, and then fucked me in all of two minutes. When I woke up a few hours later from a drunken slumber, he’d taken my cash and credit cards and tossed my wallet, under our used condom, in the trash. All I had left in the wallet was a picture of Noah, so I left it there. I hated myself after that man. I hated the causal indifference of the sex. But most of all, I hated waking up and not even knowing their names. Call me a sap, but I still think sex shouldn’t be without love. Noah hadn’t been good at sex, but I had thought he was good at the love part – until he proved me wrong. The problem is that, since Noah, I no longer trust love. Maybe just to find a person to touch and hold in the night, and still want to wake up to, maybe that would be enough.


The next morning, Luke met with Dr. Oliver very early. He was anxious to get started.
Dr. Oliver was waiting for him in his office, drumming his fingers impatiently on his desk.

“You’re late,” he greeted Luke.

Luke glanced down at his watch, “By five minutes.”

“Those are five minutes I could be doing my research or helping my patients. What, couldn’t get out of bed in time, Mr. Snyder? Had a late night party with Paris Hilton?”

“Ricky Martin,” Luke replied.

Dr. Oliver met Luke’s eyes. Luke felt a current of something again pass between them.

“I see,” Dr. Oliver said.

Luke bit his lip and looked him. “How about you? What kind of parties do you like?”

Luke could feel heat again rising to his cheeks and nearly cursed. How obvious could he be? He had no idea why he was flirting with Dr. Oliver. He couldn’t seem to stop his own words from stupidly coming out. Luke felt his stomach churning as he waited for him to respond.

Dr. Oliver didn’t answer a moment. “I don’t go to parties,” he finally said.

Then he gestured for Luke to come over to his computer. “Here are the latest procedures I’ve done. I can just read this to the press.“

Luke came closer over and leaned over Dr. Oliver’s shoulder to study the screen.

“You can’t just read this,” he told him.

Dr. Oliver scowled, “Why not?”, he said grumpily. “It highlights all my work.”

“It’s too technical. They won’t understand most of this.”

“Shall I get them a ‘Medicine For Dummies’ book ?”

Luke tried to ignore that. He also tried to ignore the way he could smell Dr. Oliver’s scent.
He didn’t know if it was a cologne or just his skin, but it was making Luke light-headed. It was a good thing Dr. Oliver seemed to already resent him so much; otherwise, this whole situation would be dangerous.

“Besides,“ Luke added, looking down at Dr. Oliver, his breath at his neck, “It’s dull. You need to jazz it up It doesn’t excite me.”

“Funny, I thought I was trying to educate you.” Dr. Oliver shifted in his chair.

“You need to do both. The press and the people reading about WMB want to see you as Indiana Jones or something. “

“Great, I’ll be sure to use my stethoscope as a whip.”

“A cute monkey wouldn’t hurt you either.”

“Isn’t that you, Mr. Snyder? Basically taking out your little organ grinder so the press can applaud?”

Luke shook his head at Dr. Oliver.

“Let’s back it up a little. Forget your speech. I’ll write one for you. “

“I’m contributing to my own speech,” Dr. Oliver insisted. “I’m not some dummy you pull the strings on. I want it to be my ideas. Not just from you.”

“Fine,” Luke said, “We can work on it tonight in the hotel. “

“Why not right now?” Dr. Oliver demanded.

But Luke no longer was listening. He eyed him critically.

“What?” Dr. Oliver glanced own at his scrubs.

“Give me your hand.”

“Not until you buy me dinner, “ Dr. Oliver joked. But Luke ignored him and took his hand to examine it. Luke had an idea about doing a photo spread of Dr. Oliver and showing his hands on the patients, his face looking concerned. Once he had his hand though, Luke couldn’t help running his thumb over his palm. Dr. Oliver stood still and endured it, still frowning. They were great hands. The fingers were long and lean. They looked like capable hands, the nails meticulously clean. He really didn’t need a manicure, just a buffing maybe.

A sudden urge to lick his tongue across it hit Luke in the guts. He released him. He had never been so, so painfully aware of another man before, not even Noah. Damian was right; he really did need to get a life.

Then Luke studied the Dr. Oliver’s face, his firm jaw. He had to smother the yearning sigh that almost came out of his lips. He pretended to be business-like instead.

“And what is your moisturizing method?”, he asked gruffly.

“My what?”

“How do you clean your face? “ Luke asked with forced patience.

“With soap!” Dr. Oliver moved away from him.

Dr. Oliver looked confused and angry. He was practically squirming to get away from Luke’s questions.

Dr. Oliver gave him a withering look, “I fail to see how my grooming techniques come into this ,” he snapped.

“Television is about beauty,” Luke answered simply. “We have to sell you in order to sell Without Medical Borders.”

“Terrific.“ Dr. Oliver groaned, “I always wanted to be Miss Teen USA. Are you going to have me come out in a dress and tiara too? “

Luke just grinned at him. This was starting to be fun. Maybe this was just what he needed, flirting with a man who despised having to be with him. There might be an attraction, but Luke was secure suddenly that Dr. Oliver would just ignore it and him as much as possible. He started to relax.

“I do have a few crowns stashed away at the hotel,” he said, tilting his head as if considering it.

“ Look at you trying to be clever,” Dr. Oliver drawled. “Be grateful you’ve money and good looks to fall back on.”

“You think I’m good-looking?” Luke asked demurely.

Dr. Oliver merely rolled his eyes.

“Back to your grooming,” Luke gave him a bigger, blinding smile. “Dr. Oliver, “ he said teasingly, “ever gone to a spa?”


They never made it to the spa that day. Just as Dr. Oliver was about to answer, his pager went off. Luke followed him to the top of the building and watched as they brought in a small girl. Doctors in her native El Salvador had discovered a hug brain aneurysm and had no way to treat her there. Dr. Oliver spoke to her the entire way down the elevator and into the OR. Luke didn’t know Spanish, but he understood a few words like nina and bonita that were similar to Italian. He listened in admiration to Dr. Oliver speak to her in the girl’s native tongue with a soft, soothing voice, and watched as the little girl responded to him and relaxed.

The aneurysm had to be treated quickly or it might burst. Jessica motioned for Luke to go up to the observatory and watch the procedure.

“What’s he doing?” Luke asked at one point, when Dr. Oliver made an incision near the girl’s groin.

“Reid helped to invent this,” Jessica told him proudly, “He inserts a catheter through the blood vessels down there and it travels all the way up to her brain. He can operate without ever making an incision in her skull.”

The entire operation took several hours. Afterward, Dr. Oliver had stayed with the young girl, watching over her. Luke left for a little while, but soon he returned to the hospital. He saw Dr. Oliver was again heading for the girl’s room and Luke felt drawn to following him down the hall.

He waited outside of the girl’s room, listening to Dr. Oliver and the other staff determine her condition. Dr. Oliver remained with her until she woke up, then he checked her over efficiently. A few nurses entered the room, one sticking a needle into her already bruised skin. Another was attempting to take away the stuffed bear that she held in her arms. “Sorry, “ the nurse told the little girl, “but it’s filthy, we need to wash it.”

“She has no family here,” Dr. Oliver barked at the cowering nurse, “ let her keep that.”

Then he opened up the door and crashed right into Luke.

“Watch it!”


“Why are you still here? “ Dr. Oliver asked rudely.

Luke shrugged. “We were going to work on your speech at the hotel, remember?” He couldn’t help adding, “You were amazing in that operating room!”

“I’m the best,” he shrugged. Luke realized that he was still standing in his way. He moved aside and Dr. Oliver impatiently went around him.

“Your modesty isn’t going to win over the press,” Luke told him, dogging his steps.

Dr. Oliver didn’t answer. He went into the break room and began to put quarter after quarter into the vending machine.

“She can eat junk food already?” Luke asked, puzzled.

Dr. Oliver picked up several bags of chips and held them to his chest, “These are for me.”

“That’s dinner?“ Luke asked.

“You don’t have to stay and watch me eat it,” Dr. Oliver replied, ripping into the first bag.

“Well, “ Luke said hesitantly, “you don’t have to eat it either. Let me treat you to dinner at the hotel. Then we can work on that speech.”


At dinner, Luke asked Dr. Oliver questions about the girl, Maya, and her operation.

“She should make a full and fast recovery,” Dr. Oliver told him, stabbing at his steak with his fork. “Since I didn’t have to cut, she can go home as early as tomorrow.”

“Wow.” Luke watched him devour more steak. “And the aneurysm’s gone?”

“Yep,” He chewed, “I mean she has to be monitored, make sure it doesn’t reoccur. “ Dr. Oliver went on to explain the medical techniques involved in the procedure step by step.

But Luke was distracted. The man from last night had walked into the hotel restaurant. He met Luke’s eyes mockingly and made another lewd gesture with his tongue and hand.

“Friend of yours?” Dr. Oliver said dryly, making Luke jump.

“Hardly,” Luke replied, uncomfortable. “Just somebody who doesn’t take ‘no’ well, I guess.”

Dr. Oliver glanced over at the man again, and then nodded to him. He then reached over and held Luke’s hand.

His palm pressed firmly into Luke’s. Their fingers connected together swiftly.

“What are you doing?” Luke hissed.

“Relax,” Dr. Oliver said. “The easiest way to get a guy to back off is usually another guy.”
He shrugged. “Now fake a big smile at me.”

Luke found that he couldn’t smile. Usually, he smiled all the time. But he felt suddenly choked up. Dr. Oliver’s skin was so warm, and he just wanted those fingers to linger on his own. When he met Dr. Oliver’s eyes, he lost all coherent thought. What was he supposed to be doing? Smiling, right. Luke opened his mouth, licked his lips nervously. Dr. Oliver’s eyes darkened as he followed the movement of Luke’s tongue.

He pulled his hand away, ”The guy is gone,” Dr. Oliver said crisply.

“Thanks,” Luke said in a low voice.

Dr. Oliver brushed his thanks aside, “Just buy me some dessert. We can celebrate this special moment in our lives with a cheesecake,” he said sarcastically.

Luke snorted, “Does your mouth ever stop?”

Dr. Oliver smirked, “Only when it’s full of something.” He reached for his food.


After dinner, they went up to Luke’s room to work on the speech. They had an early interview with ‘South Florida Today’, which was a local show, but had a steady audience. Hopefully, it would lead to bigger interviews and positive press for WMB.

Dr. Oliver sat on the edge of Luke’s hotel couch, a pencil tucked behind his ear, going over Luke’s words. The speech had gone through 2 drafts already. Luke wasn’t used to criticism with his writing, but he could respect Dr. Oliver’s need for the speech to feel right. Luke briefly wondered what he was like in bed. Did he expect perfection from his lovers too?

If so, Noah had always made it clear that Luke was far from perfect.

“Not totally useless,” Dr. Oliver said now, gesturing to the new paragraph Luke had added.

“Gee, thanks.” But Luke smiled.

Dr. Oliver gave him a barely perceptible lift of his lips and went back to the paper.

“But remember,“ Luke cautioned, sitting down next to him, their thighs accidentally brushing, “you need to be camera friendly. Don’t read this- just try and work the points in casually. “

“I already know them,” Dr. Oliver said, sliding his thigh away.


He sighed impatiently, “Listen,” Luke’s mouth fell open as Dr. Oliver spit back all the points in his speech without looking.

“Photographic memory,” Dr. Oliver told him.

“Is there anything you can’t do? “ Luke joked.

“Nothing I can think of,” Dr. Oliver drawled. Then he shrugged, “Tolerate idiots? I can’t do that.”

Luke had to laugh at his ego. Dr. Oliver gave him a slow smile in return.

The air suddenly felt hot. A bead of sweat dripped down Luke’s face and he rubbed a hand at the back of his neck. Luke felt Dr. Oliver’s eyes on him then, and saw that his movement had caused his shirt to ride up and expose a patch of skin at his lower stomach. Luke quickly put his hand back down and stood up. He nervously walked over to his balcony to open it up. “Fresh air,“ he said, forcing his voice to sound upbeat.

Dr. Oliver didn’t reply. He just continued to watch him.

“So tell me in your own words what WMB means to you. Pretend I’m Molly Cranden from ‘South Florida Today’, “ Luke went back over to him, determined to appear casual.

“Okay, but you’ll have to get more teary-eyed,” Dr. Oliver said. Luke was puzzled, so he added, “From what I’ve seen of her, Molly Cranden cries at every show over nothing. “

“Just tell me.” Luke picked up a piece of paper and rolled it like a microphone, then he walked closer to Reid. “Hi doctor! I’m Molly! So great to meet you! Can you tell us all about why you got involved in WMB?”

“To meet perky people like you?” Dr. Oliver said.

“Oh, come on. Answer,” Luke demanded.

“That lead in was awful.”

“No,” Luke said to him, thrusting the pretend mic in his face, “ that is the way TV people talk. And I’ve lots more fake questions. “


Luke drew in an exasperated breath. He counted to ten in his head.

“Are you counting?” Dr. Oliver asked, smirking.

“I’m treating you like my little brother, “ Luke replied, “with extra patience. ” Luke cleared his throat and got into his Molly routine again. He walked around the table, sashaying his hips in a mock-performance of the TV reporter.

“Now, Dr. Oliver, you were telling us about your experience at Without Medical Borders?”

He sighed. “Okay, but I can’t look at you. This is too ridiculous. “ He looked away. “Well, Molly, “ Dr. Oliver began in sarcastic tone, “I started volunteering my summers with WMB as a way to impress my Harvard medical professors-“

Luke snorted, “Oh great. A suck up- just the answer we need.”

Dr. Oliver turned and glared at him. “ You want to hear this or not?”

Luke sighed, then he answered in a reporter’s voice again, “Oh, yes! You’re so fascinating! Our viewers will love you!”

They started at each other for a moment. Dr. Oliver’s lips twitched, then he looked away. He took a deep breath.

“It started with my first trip to Moldova.” He said quietly, “ I’d never really traveled out of the country before. I think I was so innocent about it all, “ he mused, starting to get lost in thought. “ So much suffering was there, suffering over so many small things like water. And when I helped them,” Dr. Oliver’s eyes got a faraway look in them ,” it wasn’t like helping somebody here. It wasn’t about medical bills, insurance , and drugs or any of that …It was so human…” Dr. Oliver did not seem aware of the passion in his voice, but it drew Luke to him like a magnet. He leaned into Dr. Oliver as he listened, mesmerized.

“Go on,” Luke said, losing his Molly voice.

Dr. Oliver appeared lost in thought. “Every person there was so warm and thankful. I held a baby in my arms and she smiled at me, and most people never smile at me,” he glanced briefly at Luke, “ but she did. I was about to operate on her, and I was a stranger, and she smiled…”

“What?” Dr. Oliver asked suddenly, seeing the expression on Luke’s face.

Luke couldn’t help touching his arm, “You really care so much,” he whispered, feeling like he suddenly could see into Dr. Oliver’s soul.

Dr Oliver jumped back and gathered up the papers. “Yeah, well…” he stood up. “I guess that’s the kind of weepy thing that will work, huh?”

Luke felt his heart drop to his knees in disappointment. “Was that just an act?”, he asked.

Dr. Oliver just looked at him and didn’t answer. Their eyes connected, gazing at each other, probing and searching each other for clues.

“Look,” Dr. Oliver said finally, “ I think I’m ready for tomorrow. Thanks for helping me prepare. “ He nodded slightly at Luke.

“See you in the morning,” Luke offered him a small, shy smile in return.

Dr. Oliver just stared again, until Luke felt himself flush.

“Be on time,” Dr. Oliver finally added.

“Just don’t blow it,” Luke returned. Unable to resist trying again to flirt, Luke batted his eyes at him and gave him a saucy grin.

Dr. Oliver gave him a measuring look. Then he reached out and ran a finger over Luke’s lips. Luke’s whole body immediately reacted to the touch and he jumped back, surprised.

Dr. Oliver smiled wickedly, “I always blow it,” he said and left.

Luke closed the door. He practically fell against it, and had to take deep, calming breaths. Maybe flirting with Dr. Oliver had been a very bad idea.

Confused, Luke went to take a long, cold shower.

A/N: That medical procedure is real (a family member of mine had it done), but of course Reid didn’t invent it –LOL. Molly is not the actual Molly from the show here- that is why her name is changed- a parody.
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Title: Without Borders 1/14
Author: Marsabi
Summary: Noah remains blind, and he abandons Oakdale and Luke. Luke is left feeling guilty and lost, so he decides to focus on the foundation and PR work. Luke moves the foundation to Rome and avoids America. However, two years later, his family in Oakdale has been pressuring him to visit, and when an old friend calls him with a problem with her medical organization’s image, Luke agrees to fly to Miami. But can he turn their best doctor into a media star? As the cameras roll, Luke soon finds himself in a “pretend” relationship with Dr. Oliver …
Warning: Sexually explicit content (some parts)
Rating: PG- NC-17 (depends)

First of all, a big shout of thanks to the amazing rhiannonhero! Thanks for encouraging me not to throw this story away, and for kicking my butt at all the right times.
Thanks also to the lovely traciamc for reading my lazy typos, and chatting with me about James Franco.

Without Medical Borders (WMB) is a fictional organization, but is modeled loosely on Doctors Without Borders.
Most of these places in South Beach really do exist.

Chapter One

Describe me any way you want. Say that I’m handsome, or affectionate, or sweet. Maybe I look like your brother, your friend, your old lover. I don’t care what people think. I’m not the kid I used to be. I’m no longer innocent, and I won’t go back.

My boyfriend had an accident. He blamed me for it, and maybe it was my fault. No doctor we found could help Noah get his sight restored, so he turned bitter. He left me and broke off all contact. I spent the year in a bottle, continuing to disappoint my family and what was left of my friends. I was hospitalized, went to rehab, and was hospitalized again. My parents would not let me near my siblings. My foundation was floundering. It took nearly dying from damaging my kidney to get me straight again. I had a second kidney operation and woke up feeling glad to be alive and foolish to have ever touched alcohol. I woke up a different person.

So here I am, trying to find a place between that old Luke and the new. The foundation is once again running smoothly, and I have spent this year traveling the world, giving out money. If I couldn’t save Noah, well, at least I have saved others. But it never feels like enough. I will never be able to make up for the loss of his eyesight or my part in that. All I can do is go forward.

Luke looked up from his journal as the captain’s voice came over the loud speaker. He had landed in Miami, still not far enough from Oakdale and those old torments. Luke sighed and closed his journal. He gathered his suitcase and walked alone down the ramp. Intense hot, moist air greeted him, making him feel like he was in a giant sauna. Luke gulped down some water and grabbed a cab over to the headquarters of Without Medical Borders. The cab driver nearly hit several cars on the way over, breaking all the speed records on I-95, but Luke wasn’t worried. The cabbies in Rome drove much worse. Besides, Luke liked speed. He and Damian often raced cars together. He liked racing down the track, pushing the limits of the car. He would have rented one here, if the visit were longer. As the driver stepped on it, Luke gazed out at the palm trees calmly. This place was known as a gay man’s paradise. Too bad he was only here on business.

Soon enough, the cab ride was over, and Luke gave the guy a generous tip. He studied the large, impressive building, which was one part offices and one part a working hospital. The men and women working for WMB were stationed in places all over the world, however all of their assignments started here at the Florida hospital. It was this administrative office that decided what countries the organization would be stationed in, and it was to here that they flew in some of the most serious cases, treating the patients for free and performing operations with equipment not available in some areas of the world.

Usually, Without Medical Borders had great press. But there had been two significant disasters in a short period of time, throwing the organization into chaos. The first incident had involved George Simms, a very important doctor in the organization, whose familiar face was soon splashed all over The New York Times for laundering dirty money through the WMB and other charities, rattling the donors’ trust. The second scandal followed when a WMB helicopter had to abort a landing in North Darfur due to an increase in the violence there. Some people bitterly blamed Without Medical Borders for the many deaths of the locals. They argued that WMB should have taken the risk and landed.

After reading about the disasters in the newspaper, Luke was not surprised at Jessica’s call. Jessica Griffin was the head of the Florida organization. She was a top-notch lawyer, and an old family friend. She had left Oakdale long ago, but Luke had been close with her daughter, Bonnie. She had begged him to come and help.

“Not only is your foundation a huge supporter of our work here,” she’d argued, “but you are the best PR person I know.”

Her timing had been perfect. Normally, Luke might have hesitated to come in person, but he was reluctantly planning to visit his family back home.

“Send me everything on the situation and on your staff,” he told her. “I’ll see what I can do.”

Luke had called Jessica back within hours of her desperate plea. He’d studied the staff at Without Medical Borders, and had found a solution. Luke was feeling pretty pleased with himself when he’d told her, “You have an answer to your image problems right with you in Miami, a Dr. Oliver? I was reading about his work, his latest write ups in medical journals- he’s amazing. His work is cutting edge.”

“Yes,” Jessica had answered, hesitating, ”Reid is a fantastic surgeon, but- “

“He’s young and single and he has a decent face, at least on his staff picture. You need an image booster - Dr. Oliver might be it. “

“Well,” Jessica had said, “I don’t think Reid will agree –“

“Oh, he’s shy? “ Luke had chuckled, spinning around in his office chair. “I can help him get over that.”

“No, not shy,” Jessica had said.

Luke had cut her off. ”Whatever his hang up, I’ll fix it. He’ll be perfect, you’ll see.”


Dr. Oliver had apparently complained long and loud about doing any press. Jessica had told Luke that he’d refused to even try and help, but Luke dismissed it. He felt confident that once he met with Dr. Oliver and sold him on the idea, everything would work out fine. He arranged to be Miami for a week. He didn’t think it would take very long to help. Then he planned to travel to Oakdale for a few days. A day or two was all Luke could handle with his family or that town.


Luke reached the lobby and was now looking for Dr. Oliver’s office. When he’d asked a nurse for directions, she’d winced and pointed down a hallway. “Good Luck, “ she told him. “Enter at your own risk.” Luke gave her a puzzled thank you.

On his way down the corridor to the office, he paused to look at his recent phone messages. The first one, from Damian, made him smile.

Missed our lunch date today, Luciano. I’m sure you’ve saved the doctors already. Enjoy your trip home. Say hello to your mother for me. D

Since moving to Rome, he and Damian had grown extremely close. The text had made Luke recall their last lunch together.

“Miami has lots of men like you, yes?” Damian had said over their last meal, scooping out a big bowl of Tortelli di Patata for them to share.

“I guess.“ Luke shrugged it off. “I won’t have time for that. “ Luke met his father’s eyes and groaned at the hope in them, “Dad,” Luke said, embarrassed, “I’m not going to Miami to fall in love.”

“I know,” Damian said, chewing his pasta thoughtfully, “but at least have some fun, right? “

Luke nodded. “This from the man who once tried to turn me straight?” he teased his father.

Damian nearly choked as he protested, “A long time ago! ”

Luke laughed and smiled at him, “Just messing with you,” he told him with affection.

“Not funny, Luciano, “ Damian scolded and poured himself a glass of wine, “but I’ve learned from my mistakes.” He suddenly leaned into Luke urgently, “ Now it’s your turn. Don’t let one bad relationship close off your heart.”

Luke didn’t reply. He gazed into the distance. He thought about trying to meet somebody special and let go of his old hurt, but it was so difficult. He’d never told Damian the whole truth about Noah. He’d never told anybody; he’d been too ashamed. Luke turned back to his father. He smiled as Damian drank some Chianti and chatted about work. Miami was just business, Luke thought as he forced himself to eat some pasta, nothing more.

Now, only a few steps away from meeting Dr. Oliver, Luke retrieved his last message and then sighed. Lily had left a small voice mail asking again when he would arrive in Oakdale.

He felt like texting her back with one word: never.

As he walked a few more steps to Dr. Oliver’s office, he tried to put his visit home out of his mind. When Luke politely knocked, Dr. Oliver opened the door with an impatient, “What now?”

He stared at Luke, his mouth turned down in a fierce line of displeasure. He was dressed in scrubs and holding a bag of mini-frosted donuts.

Luke heart thudded in his chest. Dr. Oliver’s eyes – god, so blue – met his own wide ones. The man was gorgeous. His staff picture had not captured those eyes or the perfect shape of his face. Luke felt his breath getting stuck in his throat.

The frown remained when Luke introduced himself. “Oh right, that,” Dr. Oliver gave a long-suffering sigh and gestured reluctantly for Luke to come inside.

In contrast to Dr. Oliver’s harsh greeting and casual dress, Luke stood there in his Prada suit and sparkling loafers and offered a big smile.

“So,“ Dr. Oliver had drawled arrogantly, “you’re the King of Spin.”

Luke felt shocked at the blunt insult.

“And you’re the arrogant SOB who won’t help out your own hospital,” Luke countered as soon as he’d recovered.

Dr. Oliver’s mouth curled in distaste. ”Who has time for the endless parade of interviews? I’m actually busy, you know, saving lives? I don’t have time for bad tabloid TV.” Still holding his donuts, he crossed his arms over his chest.

Luke shrugged. “Make time.”

Dr. Oliver frowned and clearly bit back whatever rude retort he’d wanted to say. His eyes were angry and piercing.

Luke swallowed.

“Meanwhile,” Luke said, trying to break the tension, “since I’m here, why don’t you show me this place?”

“I’m not a tour guide,” he said crossly.

“And this isn’t Disney World.” Luke replied. “I get it. But I want a tour anyway.”

“I can get a cute nurse to fill you in? “ Dr. Oliver suggested.

Luke’s mouth twisted .

“I want you,” Luke answered.

They stared at each other a moment. A muscle jumped in Dr. Oliver’s cheek.

“Fine,” he said. He tore open the donut package, and sugar flew everywhere, including all over Luke’s suit.

“Oops. Sorry about your Versace there,” Dr. Oliver said, sounding unapologetic. He handed Luke a napkin from his desk.

Luke smiled coolly, “Prada actually,” Luke brushed off the mess, ”and I have lots of suits.”

Dr. Oliver raised an eyebrow, “I’m sure. “

He motioned for Luke to follow.

“Let’s just make this quick,” Dr. Oliver said, “ I don’t have time to hold your hand.”

“Quick,” Luke agreed, “just the way I like it.”

The doctor stared at Luke again. Then a reluctant smile touched his lips.

They walked from department to department.

Meanwhile, Dr. Oliver was stubbornly not speaking. He would show Luke a room and grunt, “Peds, “ or “Trauma,” and that was it.

Luke stopped walking and poked at his side. “You do realize that I can fix this mess only if I understand how things work both here and abroad?”

“I have an idea,” Dr. Oliver tapped the side of his head mockingly, “it’s called the internet. Use it.”

He started to walk on. Luke hurried over and grabbed at his arm. “I did use it. But forgive me, millions of my foundation’s money is involved, and my friend has asked me to help. I actually wanted to know how things work first hand.“

Dr. Oliver looked down at where Luke held his arm.

“What’d you want from me, Mr. Snyder? “ he said.

Luke made a frustrated gesture. “Not much. Some conversation. We chit chat, exchange ideas. You tell me why this place is so special and how we can save it.”

Dr. Oliver’s face became pinched, “Yeah, “ he shook his head, “I’m incapable of small talk.”

“I’m beginning to see that. “ He was also beginning to see why Jessica had been so hesitant about using Dr. Oliver for the face of WMB.

They stared at each other a moment. Then Luke dropped his eyes nervously. He stared instead at the collar of Dr. Oliver’s shirt, and couldn’t help noticing the creamy skin there. Luke had the strangest desire to press his lips to it.

Just then, a familiar voice called his name.

“So happy you made it!” Jessica said, walking over to them.

“Me too,” Luke answered, giving her a smile.

“Reid,” Jessica Griffin said tentatively, “I do hope you’re behaving yourself with Mr. Snyder.” She gave him a firm glance.

“I’m being perfectly civil,” Dr. Oliver declared hotly. “See?” He gave them both a giant, fake smile that looked like it would hurt his teeth.

“Is he?” Jessica raised an eyebrow.

Luke met Dr. Oliver’s blue eyes.

“Sure,” Luke drawled, “he’s a Girl Scout.”

“You should see my merit badges,” Dr. Oliver agreed.

Luke met his magnetic eyes again. Another surprise flash of attraction shot through Luke’s body. He took a step back. Luke wasn’t certain if it was just his imagination, or if Dr. Oliver’s eyes had quickly slid over his body, but he could feel heat going right to his cheeks.

“Well, let me get you off the hook for now,” Jessica was saying to Dr. Oliver, “I really want to take Luke here to lunch.”

“Yes, do that,” Dr. Oliver said. He nodded, relieved to be dismissed and ready to take off.

“Lunch sounds great.” Luke smiled with extra sweetness at Dr. Oliver, “Nice meeting you. We’ll talk soon.”

“Can’t wait,” Dr. Oliver answered sarcastically.

Luke looked at Jessica, “But let me take you out,” he told her generously. “Name any place you want to go.”

“Really? Fantastic!” Jessica exclaimed.

He caught a hungry look on Dr. Oliver’s expression at the mention of a lunch out.

Luke smiled again, “Enjoy the cafeteria food,“ he told him, giving his arm a pat. Luke almost laughed at Dr. Oliver’s disappointed expression.

Luke couldn’t help noticing, as he walked away, that Dr. Oliver had a firm, beautifully-shaped ass.
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