Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74916 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74916 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Gareth rolled his eyes as he stepped closer, completely being a snuggle slut for our Dom even though we were out in the parking lot. “He’s our Dom. It’s his responsibility to protect us from ridiculous people.”
Give him a little time to google and he got all kinds of confident.
Bates just loved it.
He gave Gareth a kiss and wrapped one arm around the drama queen to hug him tight. “That’s right, and I would’ve been desperately disappointed to have missed out on meeting her.”
Cocking his head, Bates glanced between us. “What’s her name? I think she was going to introduce herself when I came in, but then Jude got huffy and glary and everything got off track.”
Oh.
Probably looking guilty, I focused on my shoes and trying to remember the grocery list. “It sounds like I should probably make the chicken soup on another day when I can make the broth first. What about homemade mac-and-cheese? That’s a lot easier.”
Gareth snickered as Bates moaned. “I really shouldn’t let you distract me from what’s clearly a good story, but I guess for mac-and-cheese and maybe some special time with the best cocksucker ever, I could be bribed away from good gossip.”
They were both insane.
“I’ll do that and tell you the story because you’re a very special Dom and a great boyfriend and you saved me from being held hostage.” Gareth was smiling wide and somehow sounded very sincere, so I couldn’t tell what was him being honest and what was him fucking with everyone.
Bates looked thrilled. “Wonderful bribes and a good story. I have the best boys ever.”
His best boys both got kisses before he settled back against the car again, not looking like he was going anywhere until the story had been told.
Smart man.
Gareth was excited to make him happy and didn’t mind making us look stupid, so he started right in on it. “Brady only calls her Mom. His dad calls her sweetheart and stuff like that. The rest of the family isn’t any better about real names because Brady calls one of his brothers-in-law dickhead and everyone just knows who that is.”
Gareth shrugged because we hadn’t decided if it was mean to call him that or just accurate because the guy was a dickhead.
“So we only heard her name once the first time we went over.” Gareth frowned, sighing as he explained the problem. “But they had the whole family over and it was like fifty people and a madhouse and we’d never seen anything like it and now we can’t remember if it was Karen or Kathy or Katy or something that just sounded like a K and is really another letter and calling her Karen would be rude if she’s not actually a Karen so she’s just Brady’s mom.”
I couldn’t tell if the way he explained it made us sound less insane or more.
“Our families are small.” Now I was the one frowning and shrugging and trying to justify our stupidity. “We don’t even have cousins, so it was like walking into the zoo where every animal was running around free. They’re loud and everywhere.”
Bates somehow managed to look sympathetic and like he wanted to giggle. But after a deep breath, he ended up going for understanding. “That would’ve been frustrating for you two and I bet Brady just thought it was some kind of idiosyncrasy that he was supposed to ignore so he wouldn’t be rude or accuse you of being rude.”
Oh.
“Huh, that’s something I hadn’t thought of.” Gareth frowned at Bates. “I think we need to tell him it’s okay to be rude sometimes. It seems like that would’ve made things a lot easier over the years.”
Gareth was probably right, but I wasn’t sure telling Brady it was okay to be rude was the smartest thing we could do.
He’d probably take that entirely too literally.
“We’ll have to think about all the ways that could go wrong first.” Bates’s curious expression made me nervous. “I’ll have to make a list.”
Gareth sighed. “Does that one need to get figured out before I get my spanking?”
Pulling us both closer as he laughed, Bates hugged us tight and gave us more quick kisses. “No, my curious boy. No more lists for you.”
But did that mean Gareth would get his spanking?
The vibrations running through Gareth said he thought it did but I wasn’t sure. Bates had originally wanted to make sure he knew Gareth’s limits and he wanted us to realize we’d already been a couple for a while.
Yep, we weren’t the brightest bulbs.
But I had a feeling Bates had also been using the “we’ll go slow” stuff to tease Gareth and to draw it out so he was excited and slightly demanding, not nervous and worried.
Bates was smart enough to have figured out that logic right off the bat…but now what?