Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
That did not help Cashel’s embarrassment, but I thought he was the cutest sub ever. “Hmm, should I say hi to him this morning or would he like to relax while I make you breakfast instead?”
Gareth actually had to think about that, so he might’ve been hungrier than I expected.
Nope.
He was just Gareth.
Finally shrugging, he frowned. “I don’t know. I usually only have time for a quick shower in the morning, so he’s kind of used to having to wait.”
But my favorite part was when he laid his head right on top of Cashel’s and sighed. “What do you think, Cash?”
Cashel’s first thought was to hide because he tried to squirm and get his head under my arm but Gareth had him trapped. “I think I’m going back to sleep.”
That got a huff from our funny boy.
“But Bates said he was going to make breakfast and I don’t think he’s the type of guy to think cereal counts.”
Cereal was not making breakfast.
Oh, Brady.
Was he still not allowed to touch anything in the kitchen?
“I was thinking pastries or something like that. I’ve got puff pastry in the freezer I can make something with.” For some reason that had both of their heads popping up like I’d said I had a million dollars hiding under my mattress. “What?”
“You can’t put the canned cinnamon rolls in the freezer.” Gareth shook his head. “I don’t think the croissants would work that way either.”
Okay.
“I don’t think he means from a can.” Cashel cocked his head. “What’s puff pastry?”
Where had they grown up?
“Come on.” Giving each of them a kiss before silently telling my dick he wasn’t getting the attention he’d hoped for, I smiled. “I will show you, but first, bathroom and teeth because I want to spend a few minutes kissing my boys.”
Cashel blushed but Gareth beamed. “I told you bringing our toothbrushes was a good idea.”
“Because you are a good planner.” And I couldn’t wait to see what else his fascinating mind would think up next.
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“You seem to be Bates.” Jude leaned against my doorframe as he glared at me, not seemingly pissed, but definitely getting close. “Did you know that I had to talk to half the building before I figured that out?”
No.
“I need to introduce myself better.” Shrugging, I gave the crazy Dom a smile. “I take it you’re looking for Gareth or Cashel?”
The building just kept getting more and more interesting.
Who remembered my name?
Who hadn’t?
Had he picked up any new gossip while he’d been traveling the building?
It didn’t seem like the right time to answer any of those questions or admit that Gareth was in the shower, not playing with his cock, and Cashel seemed to be hiding in the bedroom because he’d quickly disappeared as soon as we’d heard the knock on the door.
“Yes.” Jude seemed to think that when paired with a frown it was enough of an answer.
It wasn’t.
And I wasn’t a confused sub who reacted strongly to frustrated authority figures.
“You’d be much easier to talk to if you used more words and stopped frowning. I’m not going to just start spilling my guts because you rescued me from a spider.” I would take a bit more work than that.
But judging by the shocked inhale that came from my bedroom, Cashel wasn’t used to anyone pushing back against Jude.
The cranky Dom in question just folded his arms over his chest and glared harder.
He really would be cute if he smiled more.
“Brady has made it very clear that they’re my responsibility because we’re family.” Jude didn’t say he agreed with that logic, but knowing how much he loved his nut, he wasn’t going to admit that. “Right now, I have a very worried partner because his roommates left a vague note about going to spend the night with Bates and to wish them luck about getting an orgasm.”
Oh.
Gareth had definitely left the note.
And Cashel’s groan said he hadn’t proofread it.
Hoping we’d all learned a lesson from the interesting experience, I held out my hand. “I’m Bates. I’m their…let’s call it new friend for now. We had our first date yesterday and they spent the night. I’ll admit to being an over-sharer by nature, but I’m not sure we’re on the right terms to answer the orgasm question.”
If there’d been a question.
I was slightly vague on that part and the way he started scrubbing his hands over his face didn’t help clarify that.
He also didn’t shake my hand, so I lowered it back to my side as I wondered if Brady’s mother knew that Jude needed some lessons in manners.
“If that answers your questions, I’ve got some danishes coming out of the oven any minute.” And he wasn’t interesting enough to risk burning them. “It was nice talking to you, though, and I’m glad to see someone is watching out for them, but you can tell Brady that they’re just fine.”