The Long Road: Book One ~ The Long Road

Chapter Thirty~Four

After about an hour of swimming and roughhousing in the pool, the boys got out, put sunscreen on each other, and then laid out in the deck lounges, creating quite a spectacle. Two very handsome, well-built men had a lot of heads turning, not just female but male as well. After sunning for a while, Jay glanced at his watch. "Kyle, it's almost six. We need to go back upstairs and get ready."

"Okay. I wonder how formal this place is."

"I don't know, but we can ask one of the front desk clerks. I hope it's not shirt-and-tie, or really formal."

"We'll find out."

At six-thirty the phone rang. Jay answered it. "Kyle, are you ready? The limo's downstairs."

"Yep, I'm just putting on some cologne."

As the evening passed, Kyle and Jay came to the realization they've made two real good friends in Hawaii, giving them cause to return in the future. The next day the phone rang just as they were about to leave to catch a sightseeing tour. It was the front desk. "Mr. Matthews-Williams, there's a limousine waiting outside for you."

"Uh, okay, thank you. Jay, do you know anything about a limo waiting downstairs for us?"

"No, I don't. I wonder what's going on."

"Well, there's one way to find out."

They went downstairs and indeed, there was a limo waiting outside for them. "Mr. Matthews-Williams?"


"I've been instructed by the Nighttown Waikiki management to provide you with a special tour of the island. If you will get in, we'll be on our way. Our stops will include places of interest seen only on the most expensive of tours."

Six hours later, they returned to the hotel. "That was an incredible tour. Thank you so much."

"It was my pleasure, Mr. Matthews-Williams."

"Jay, we gotta call Tony and thank him, but I can't help but wonder why he's doing all of this for us."

"Think about it, Kyle. How would you feel if you were a club owner, and your favorite recording artist sang in your club and signed autographs for free?"

"I'd be forever grateful and do whatever I could for him. I see what you mean."

"You should get your picture taken, autograph it, frame it and present it to him to hang in the club. I'm sure he'd love that."

"We could do that tomorrow, and give it to him before we leave."


A week later, Kyle and Jay arrived at Nighttown Waikiki, only to be greeted with applause. "You'd think after a week of coming here, we would be able to walk in without applause," Kyle said as he and Jay walked up to the bar to ask if Tony was around.

The bartender told him that he wouldn't be in for a couple of hours and would they like something to eat or drink? Since neither of them had dinner, they both ordered deluxe cheeseburgers, Jay ordering a lite beer and Kyle ordering a diet Pepsi.

"On the house," the bartender told them.

"No, we'll pay for them."

"I'm sorry, but your money is no good here, boss' orders."

"I can't accept that. Tony can't keep paying for everything," said Jay, insistently.

Billy, coming out of the kitchen and overhearing the exchange, walked over to them. "Jay, since Kyle sang here last week and signed autographs, business has doubled, perhaps even tripled. There have been times when we've had to turn people away because we were over capacity. Believe me, a couple of cheeseburgers and a few drinks are inadequate compensation for what the two of you have done for this club."

Reluctantly, they agreed to the free food and drink. "I've also been instructed to direct you to a private booth where you won't be bothered." The bartender informed them.


The bartender opened a door labeled "Private", revealing a staircase. "Go up the stairs, and it's the first door on the right."

"Thanks." As they entered the booth, overlooking the dance floor they were impressed by the luxurious furnishings. Just as they finished their meal, there was a knock on the door. Kyle opened it to reveal Tony.

"Tony. This place is fabulous. Thank you so much. And thank you for the food. It was delicious."

"You're more than welcome."

"We have something for you, a small token of our appreciation."

Kyle handed Tony a package who accepted it with a stunned look on his face. He opened the package, looked at it, then at Kyle. Suddenly, he sank into an over-stuffed chair, clutching the large, autographed photograph to his chest tears rolling down his cheeks. Immediately concerned, Kyle and Jay squatted down on the floor next to him.

"Tony, are you, all right?"

"I'm fine," he finally managed to say. "I'm just overwhelmed by this incredible gift. I'll hang it in my office and treasure it forever."

"It's the least we can do after all you have done for us."

"What I've done for you is nothing compared to what you have done for me, my club, my staff and my patrons. Since your first night here business has tripled."

"So, we've heard. We're happy for you."

"Happy enough to do me one small favor?" Tony asked, shyly.

"What would that be?"

"May I have my picture taken with you?"

"Sure, on one condition."

"What's that?"

"We get a copy of it."

"That's a condition I would gladly agree to." He reached over to the intercom.

"What can I do for you?"

"Billy, can you grab the camera and come up here?"

"Sure, be right there."

"Where would you like to have the picture taken?"

"How about on the couch?"


There was a knock on the door as Billy arrived with the camera. "Would you take our picture, please?"


As Kyle and Tony sat on the couch, Jay got up and moved towards the door, out of the sight of the camera. "No, Jay, I want you in the picture as well."

"Are you sure?"

"Absolutely sure" Jay sat back down and Billy took the picture.

After he took the picture, Billy asked shyly, "Could I have my picture taken with the two of you?"

"Of course."

Billy and Tony traded places, so Tony could take the picture. "Thank you so much."

"You're welcome."

"We'll leave you guys alone. If you need anything, give us a buzz on the intercom and we'll get you whatever you want."

"What we want is to get down on the dance floor. This is our last night in Hawaii, and we intend to celebrate it."

"You'll probably be mobbed."

"Probably, but I'm willing to take that chance. I need to work off this excellent meal, and dancing is the second-best way to do it."

"What's the first best way?"

"Sex," Kyle replied. Everyone burst out laughing.

"See you guys later."

Tony rushed out and down the stairs. Looking over the balcony railing, they watched him rush out the door. "I wonder where he's going in such a hurry." Kyle asked.

"Probably to get the pictures printed."

"You know, I've been thinking. I really don't want to leave here."

"Neither do I, but we have to go home eventually."

"Do we? I mean, I'm a licensed teacher and you're an FBI agent. I'm sure we could easily get jobs here."

"I'm sure we could, but you have to remember one thing. You'll have to get your teaching license for Hawaii"

"I know, but having my doctorate will make things easier."

"We can't afford it right now. But it would certainly be something to think about and make future plans for. We can definitely come back here on vacation, especially since we've gotten to know several people here."

"True, but right now all I want to do is hit the dance floor."

"What are we waiting for? Let's go."

The next morning, another surprise awaited them as they checked out of the hotel. "You're all set. Thank you for staying with us and we hope you enjoyed your stay in Hawaii."

"What do you mean, we're all set. We have to pay the bill."

"The bill has already been paid."

"Who paid it?"

"The bill was paid by the owner of Nighttown Waikiki."

"Whoa. This is too much. How can he pay the bill?"

"He is extremely wealthy. I take it you didn't know that?"

"No, we didn't. Well, I guess if the bill is settled, we should get to the airport. Please don't tell me there's a limo waiting for us?"

"Not to my knowledge, Mr. Matthews-Williams."

"That's good. We won't have a problem returning the rental car."

When they arrived at the airport, they were greeted by Tony and Billy. "Hi. I have the pictures for you."

"Tony, you didn't have to pay the hotel bill, although we really appreciate it."

"Take the money you saved and put it away for your next visit. But next time you'll be staying with Billy and me."

"Can I see the pictures?"

"Sure Kyle."

Kyle looked at the picture of himself, Jay and Tony. Reaching into his bag, he took out a Sharpie. "To Tony, thanks for making our stay in Hawaii one we will never forget. Love always, Kyle and Jay Matthews-Williams" he wrote on one of the pictures before handing it back to Tony, who got teary-eyed as he read what Kyle had written.

"This picture will be framed and hung over the bar!"

"I hate to ask this, but would you mind autographing my photo?" asked Billy shyly.


"To Billy, the best bar manager in all of Hawaii. Thanks for everything. Love always, Kyle and Jay Matthews-Williams." Billy's eyes also filled with tears which made the Kyle and Jay get a little misty-eyed.

"Kyle, we better get our boarding passes and get to the gate. We only have two hours before the flight leaves."

The four of them hugged goodbye as Kyle and Jay headed for security baggage check and onto the waiting area. "This is one honeymoon we'll never forget". Jay said. Kyle couldn't help but agree.

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