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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,notplaying 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.
