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“I’m pissed,” my brother announced as he walked in, and I quickly grabbed my shirt from the floor just as Maverick walked in behind him. “What’s going on here?”
I glanced at Blake. “We’re together.” I wasn’t going to keep it a secret from them. Not anymore.
“Wait, what? You two are back together?” Jackson gasped. “You know I’m more than happy for you both.”
Blake had turned about a hundred shades of red as he reached for my hand and stood up. “Yeah, we’re back together.”
“Jesus Christ, finally,” Maverick muttered.
My brows dipped. “What do you mean, finally? You knew?”
“More like suspected. You were always together. Rushing off to spend time together like Jax and I did. I might have given Blake shit a time or two when I was in my asshole phase.” Maverick ducked his head. “I’m really sorry about that.”
Blake shook his head as he squeezed my hand. “Don’t be. You had your own thing to figure out, Mav.” He reached up to touch my face with his free hand. “Tommy and I are working on our shit. Whatever we are, I love him. I want to be with him.”
Jackson’s eyes hadn’t moved from where Blake’s fingers were. “I can’t believe you’re letting him touch your face.”
“Does anyone in this band know how to have a healthy relationship?” Dean asked from the front porch. “It’s not me, if that’s what you’re wondering. I had my first taste of dick, and now I don’t know if I’m bisexual or just into one guy who knew how to make me come so hard I thought I might black out.”
Maverick groaned and pressed his face into Jackson’s chest. “Please tell my brother to stop talking about sex. It’s weird.”
“Yeah, only if you tell mine to do the same thing, sweetheart.” Jax wrapped an arm around him.
Killian’s mouth dropped open. “Wait a minute! Who are you talking about right now? What guy? When did this happen, and why is this the first time I’m hearing about it?” He stormed over to the screen door.
“Can we just forget I said that? We have a wedding to go celebrate.” Dean took a step back.
Killian shook his head. “No fucking way. I need details.”
“Shouldn’t you be happy for me? I met someone,” Dean murmured as our singer pushed open the door. “Someone who made me forget about your sister. Look, I don’t want to talk about him, okay? He ghosted me, and I can’t really get over that.”
“Ghosted you? Who is this dickhead? Give me a name so I can kick his ass,” Killian growled.
Jackson growled. “Watch it, Hampton.”
“Does that mean you know who it is? Wait a second, is it one of his teammates? Dean, talk to me.” Killian moved closer and their voices dropped to hushed whispers.
I pressed a kiss into Blake’s hair. “This is so much more fun than everyone worrying about us,” I teased. “What about this bachelor party?”
“No bachelor party, please. I don’t want that.” Maverick shook his head, his cheeks crimson.
Jackson nodded in agreement. “We were waiting for you two to see if we could do something here. Get some food and set up a bonfire out back. Leave Mom and Dad alone for the night, since they’re going to start setting up for the wedding and we have the rehearsal dinner tomorrow.”
“That’s fine by me,” I said.
I wanted to get my hands on Blake. Hands, dick, mouth, whatever; I wasn’t picky. I guess that would have to wait a little longer.
Killian stepped back into the house with Dean behind him and reached for his fiancé. I understood that feeling. Of wanting to touch the man you loved, and now that I had Blake back, I wasn’t going to let him go.
“What did we decide?” he asked.
“We’re hanging here,” Jackson answered, then tapped Dean on the shoulder. “He’s coming to the wedding.”
Dean nodded. “I figured as much.”
“Good, maybe I can talk some sense into him,” Killian warned, shooting a smirk at Jackson. “What? If the guy doesn’t know a good thing, then maybe I need to remind him.”
“Kill.” Dean shook his head.
