This story was inspired by Sam who was kind enough to answer my latest in a long line of Josiah and Ezra discussions. :) If you are a member of the Wicked and Rightouse list then you all know what I am talking about :0 ) Anyway, Sam answered one of my questions by saying something to the effect "I can just see Ezra doing some sketches of Josiah." Well that secntince planted a seed and my Muse grabbed it up and took off and made me write this story. So I hope that you like it and as always thanks goes out to Solace the best beta ever :) *HUGS*

'I have a secret obsession,' Ezra Standish thought as he let out a soft sigh while he covertly watched his lover work in the garden.

He smiled as he picked up a pencil and pad and slowly began to sketch his handsome lover.

'My secret obsession is watching Josiah.

'Well, okay, I admit that once we started dating, my obsession stopped being a secret, but I'm still obsessed with watching him.

'My obsession started out slowly, just like our love did. It didn't start the exact day I met my true love, but it was close.

'I lay the blame for the start of my obsession on the sun. It was its light coming in from our office window that really did start all of this.

'There I was, calmly going about my business, when out of the corner of my eye, a gleam of sunlight innocently landed on something silver and it caught my eye. So, of course, I stopped what I was working on, looked up over my computer, and saw the most stunning blue eyes and wonderful gray hair shining in the sunlight.

'I felt my breath catch in my throat, and for a moment I couldn't breathe at seeing this luminous site. Then Nathan came in and asked him some question that I don't even remember now, but when Josiah spoke, his voice flowed over me like honey, and I suddenly felt compelled to pick up a pencil and paper and do something that I hadn't done since I was a young man.

'I sketched the first of what was to become many portraits of what I call "Josiah moments."

'Moments of him working at the office, at the gym, on stakeout, and even moments of him just sitting at his desk looking thoughtful.

'Soon, I had two folders filled with nothing but sketches of Josiah.

'It was one of those drawings that brought he and I together. You see, I had just finished working on one of them when Chris had unexpectedly called me into his office.

'Well, in my hurry to see what our beloved leader wanted, I had accidentally dropped my sketch.

'Little did I know that while I had become obsessed in watching Josiah, he was watching me, too.

'He saw me drop my sketch of him and then walked over and picked it up. When I came back out of the office, I saw him place it back on my desk.

'Fear gripped my heart as I realized that he had seen it and I began to worry about what he would think of my secret obsession.

'As I neared my desk to pick up my drawing, I noticed that there was a note written at the bottom of it"

'"Don't you think it's about time we stopped watching each other and actually do something about it?"

'I softly smiled and looked over at him. He smiled back at me as I nodded my head in answer to his question.

'Later that night, after we had gone out on our first date, I knew that my obsession had somehow turned to love and he was kind enough to return it.

'Now, at night, I find myself watching him sleep just to reassure myself that he is there and that this is really happening.

'I sometimes simply watch the rise and fall of his chest and listen to his soft snores as the night turns into day.

'What always draws a gasp from me though is when the light of the moon gently caresses his handsome features. This never ceases to reassure me that this wonderful man is mine and that I am his.

'That he loves me is a wonder unto itself.

'There are also the times when I wake up at night in his strong warm arms and I realize that he is watching me sleep as well.

'He will blush at being caught, but I tell him that I love knowing that he is obsessed with watching me, too.

'Then, I pull him down with my arms wrapped around him and I tell him how much I love him.

'He smiles softly at me and tells me that he loves me just as much.

'I never knew that love could feel this way until I started watching my love, my heart, and my soul watch me as well.

'How I love this strong, wonderful man.'