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)
He wasn’t wrong.
But I loved how confident he was about the trajectory of our relationship.
“And as long as we keep things folded neatly, it’ll fit in Bates’s dresser.” He nodded decisively. “I measured.”
That did not surprise me, but it did make me question when he’d done his measuring.
“The dresser is a lot emptier than the closet.” My response didn’t help Cashel’s confusion but it pleased Gareth.
“You like hanging things up, so I left most of the fancier stuff here that Cash said I need for interviews and stuff like that. I even folded the jeans so they’ll fit neatly in your drawers.” Gareth looked so confident I had a feeling he’d taken very good notes about my storage options.
“That’s wonderful.” And adorable. “And if we need to make more space, they make a lot of under-the-bed storage options now. I looked at a few but haven’t bought any yet because I wasn’t sure what you needed.”
And I hadn’t wanted to appear pushy, but it seemed like that hadn’t been an issue I should’ve been worrying about.
Cashel was shaking his head like he wasn’t sure how we’d gotten to this point, but Gareth was ignoring it and smiled even wider at me. “We can plan that for phase two. I don’t think we’ll need anything now unless Cash wants to bring more than I planned for.”
Turning to his confused boyfriend, Gareth was back to being helpful and curious, without actually explaining what phase two meant. “Do you think you’ll need anything else?”
Cashel simply shook his head like he’d given up and just accepted being railroaded. “Um, I think the suitcase is the best idea?”
Well, it was certainly less controversial than the dead body approach.
And it got everything down to my apartment in one trip.
Gareth spent enough time mumbling about his idea being funny and practical that Cashel was about ready to kill him, but Cashel was smart and never asked what the idea entailed.
Yep, he was definitely brilliant.
He also caught the way Gareth was studying every inch of the dresser and then even poked his head under the bed. “What the hell are you doing? We’re not moving in.”
“Yet.” Gareth helping Cashel finish his sentence didn’t make Cashel any less insane. “I’m looking for my surprise. I’m starting to think it’s in the kitchen, though, or maybe it’s something ethereal like a blow job.”
“That word does not mean what you think it does.” Huffing, Cashel glared at the cute nut as he wiggled his way back out from underneath the bed. “And do you think he’ll give you your surprise, no matter what it is, if you’re acting insane?”
“Yes.” Gareth sat down on the floor, looking up at both of us like Cash was insane. “I wasn’t rude.”
His answer made me wonder if Brady’s mother realized the long-lasting effects of her lectures.
Cashel changed tactics to get what he wanted. Sanity. “What if you’d found it and ruined the surprise?”
And Gareth deflated like a popped balloon. “That wouldn’t be very polite.”
“That’s right.” Cashel must’ve felt a bit bad about taking away Gareth’s fun because he sighed. “Come help me finish getting everything put away and if you’re very good, you might talk Bates into telling you about his surprise, or at the very least, he’ll let you give him a blow job.”
My life was delightfully fascinating.
Gareth’s eyes widened excitedly, giving him a very good puppy expression. “I’ve been very good.”
Cashel just rolled his eyes.
Gareth didn’t care, though. He bounced up off the floor and threw himself at me as Cashel finished emptying out the suitcase. “And I didn’t find anything to ruin the surprise.”
I almost managed not to laugh.
Almost.
Cashel glared at me but I just took a page from Gareth’s playbook and smiled and pretended I hadn’t noticed. “You didn’t. But I’m so excited to see your reaction that I think a kiss might get it out of me.”
Gareth was wonderfully eager to test that theory and gave me a long, heated kiss with lots of moans and puppyish wiggles. When he finally pulled away, he was hard and rubbing his dick against mine, while somehow still wearing a delightfully innocent expression. “I like kissing you even if I don’t get my surprise.”
Aww.
We both had to ignore Cashel’s snort but it was still a very tender moment. “Because you’re the sweetest sub ever and you’re going to be the cutest pup ever too.”
It only took about two seconds for his eyes to go so wide he looked like a cartoon character. “Really? My puppy costume came in? I’m going to get to play pretend? I’m going to look so cute and Cash isn’t afraid of my dick anymore, so that’s going to make it even better.”
As Cash crashed face-first into the bed, groaning, Gareth kissed my cheek. “I’m going to be the best puppy ever and have so much fun wagging my tail that you’ll want to watch me over and over. So my costume is actually a very good investment too.”