The overhead bins were melting and dripping down onto their laps, across the aisle a huge section of bins let loose and fell on top of the screaming passengers.Jack looked into Jorge’s eyes and screamed above the din. “JORGE, I LOVE YOU.” Jorge leaned in closer, his eyes flowing tears, yet showing he didn’t hear.Jack tearfully screamed again, his mask touching the mask on Jorge’s face while gripping both his lovers’ hands in his own. “I LOVE YOU. JORGE, I LOVE YOU. I LOV…”“Jack, Jack! Wake up. You are dreaming.” Jorge said emphatically, shaking his thrashing, loud seatmate.Jack sat up with a start, his face dripping with sweat, his shirt soaked. He looked beside him at a worried, smiling, blushing Jorge. “You all right babe? I think yo…mmmfff.” Jack grabbed his fiancé’s head and covered his mouth with an urgent kiss.“Must have been quite the dream. You were getting pretty loud yelling ‘Jorge, I love you.’” Jorge said sheepishly. Jack looked around and all the guys were smiling at him, some giving him a wink, Scott with an ear-to-ear grin giving him a two-thumbs-up. Scott dropped the guys off at Jack’s house and thanked him again for saving his life, patting the gauze on his broad left pec, covering the dozen stitches. “Babe, it
