Page 29 of Can't Stop Now

“Finished?” Jacob asked.

“I guess so. For now at least. Kinda hard to draw in the car after a while,” Will replied, stuffing his sketchbook back into his backpack.

“Can I see?” Jacob asked.

“Sure! I’ll show you later, you know, when you’re not operating a moving vehicle,” Will said.

Will looked out at the scenery. He realized that it was beginning to be kind of beautiful – As they drove through Western Iowa, they passed through some rolling green hills, a welcome variety after miles and miles of flat land.

Will dozed off, staring out the passenger side window, hypnotized by the landscape.

He woke up later, not knowing what time it was. It had gotten slightly darker outside, so he thought must have been the afternoon, though it was hard to tell from the overcast sky.

He rolled slightly in his seat, stretching as much as he could.

“Wh’ time is it?” he mumbled.

“Just about 4. We’re almost to Omaha,” Jacob said. “You finally woke up.”

Will rubbed his neck. “Is that civilization up ahead? We made it.”

“Yup. GPS says we’re only 20 minutes from the hotel,” Jacob added.

“Hallelujah,” Will said, yawning.

They made it to the hotel in 40 minutes, thanks to some road construction along the way. Will opened the window of the car as they pulled up to the hotel, letting the fresh air blow over him.

They checked in and went upstairs to their room for the night. Will looked around, setting down his stuff, and went to use the restroom. He was quick, and after washing his hands, opened the door to go back into the room.

“This room is actually pretty nice,” he said, opening the door.

“Oops,” he heard Jacob say, and as he looked into the room he saw the outline of Jacob’s round, perky ass disappear into his jeans as he pulled them on. Jacob turned around, blushing a little.

“Sorry – you were fast in there! Just changing out of my road clothes,” Jacob said, rooting around in his bag for a shirt.

“That’s fine, take as long as you need,” Will said, looking into his own bag. He stole a glance upward at Jacob, who was still shirtless.God damn does he look good, Will thought, trying not to think about it too much, saving himself from becoming hard under his jeans.

“So I figure we can just take it easy tonight,” Jacob said, finally pulling a shirt over his head, covering his chiseled abs. “Head out, grab some food, maybe a couple drinks?”

“That sounds perfect to me,” Will replied.

About ten minutes later, they headed back out into the misty night.

Seventeen

Jacob

After grabbing some dinner, Jacob and Will went out in search of a bar. The area of Omaha that they were staying in luckily had plenty to offer – there were shops, restaurants, and bars on every corner. They went in one place but quickly turned back – the place was empty, playing horrible music, and seemed dirty.

They left and walked down the block slightly further, and came upon a place that had a lively front patio. Old rock tunes were playing on the stereo, and everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. Jacob looked in the window and saw multiple pinball machines near the back of the bar.

“Oooh! They have pinball. Wanna go in?” Jacob asked, looking eagerly at Will behind him.

“Definitely,” Will replied, flashing a smile at Jacob.

They entered, and headed toward the bar.

“What can I get you two tonight?” the bartender, a young blonde woman, asked Jacob.

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