for logan

It was shameful and he knew it. It was part of the reason he took the back way into the Hamlet and slunk in the shadows to Logan's door. Try as he might, thoughts of the younger man would not stop plaguing him. He'd finally reasoned with himself and decided just this once. Just one last time. He could quit, then. He could control himself.

Jack knocked softly on the door and looked around. If anyone saw him, what would they think? They'd know what sort of thing the two of them were up to at this sort of hour. If they even got up to that sort of thing. It was embarrassing and his stomach was in knots. It didn't keep him from seeking Logan out, though. The man had said that if they were discrete and kept all this in the utmost secrecy, it was bound to happen. Men needed to...bond. Right. Just bonding. Just a simple thing to release some stress. Nothing more than that. It certainly didn't make either of them dirty queers like some of these other fiendish fellows.

Right. That was enough justification. He could do this and keep mum about it.

Jack knocked again, more insistant than before.