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Bring his little stuff?
Like, he would be little outside the club or Finn’s office?
Oh wow, wow, was he ready for that? Were Finn and Jackson?
Well, it was time for Michael to be a brave little. He could do this. Totally. His stomach rolled. Hopefully.
Chapter Seven
Finn
Finn pulled over to the side of the road to stare down at the blinking green light of the tracking device. Jackson was going in circles. Was he lost? Finn would not put it past Jackson to have no idea where he was going or how to get there. The man needed a keeper and Finn was the person for that job. He just had to find Jackson first.
Luckily, Jackson hadn’t gone more than an hour from town. They were actually closer to the cabin than town if Finn could only cut Jackson off. And stop him from making another circle.
If Jackson was leaving town, then why was he repeating the same circle?
It hit Finn at once.
No matter what Jackson planned, he wasn’t leaving them. It had been hours since he’d taken off and he was still within driving distance of returning. Finn grinned to himself. Jackson might not understand fully yet, but there was a part of him that knew he belonged with Finn and Michael.
Finn turned off his truck as he prepared to spring his trap.
As predicted, Jackson was circling right back to him. No need to continue chasing Jackson. It had taken two trips for Finn to realize Jackson was repeating his travel. Now that he knew, Finn was willing to wait until Jackson came to him.
Checking his phone, Finn was pleased to see that his friends had all responded and everything was ready for the week. Michael had replied that he would be at the cabin in another half an hour.
Finn texted Michael back, telling him the key was under the welcome mat and to let himself in if Finn and Jackson weren’t there. He hadn’t told Michael about Jackson taking off yet. He wanted to be with Michael when the sweet boy found out.
The cabin was fully stocked with groceries and a few other surprises for his boys. He hoped that he and Michael would be celebrating with Jackson by the end of the week. All Jackson needed to do was submit and allow Finn and Michael to be there for him. It was a different kind of submission from what was normal in the club, but Jackson was different from any other man that Finn had met.
Besides in his experience—and at fifty-one years of age, he had a ton of experience—every lifestyle relationship was unique. Very rarely did a kink match carbon copy with another couple. That was the beauty of the lifestyle and why Finn had initially gotten involved.
Jackson wasn’t a typical sub. Well Finn wasn’t a typical Dom either. Even he was still learning. There was a saying that you couldn’t teach an old dog new tricks but Finn didn’t agree. Even though Finn had been friends with the Daddies or Daddy Doms of the club, he hadn’t thought that was a part of him.
As Michael had learned about being little, Finn had been paying attention. He had doubted himself at the beginning, but every time Michael smiled at him and batted those big blue eyes, Finn knew he would do anything for his baby. He liked the fact that Michael had come to the decision on his own that he wanted to regress and hadn’t attempted to do something more hardcore to impress Finn. That above anything had shown Finn that Michael had a good head on his shoulders and Finn could put his trust in his boy. He needed that trust now. Finn was taking a chance bringing Jackson back. He just knew deep down that Jackson belonged with them. In the end, it would be Jackson’s decision to make.
Finn had to hold on to the hope that Jackson would listen and truly think about what Finn and Michael were offering.
He set his phone back down and glanced at the tracker.
Anticipation rolled through him.
Jackson was almost there. From the details the tracker provided, Jackson was currently traveling around sixty-five miles an hour. That was better than the couple times that he’d been clocked at one hundred. Finn didn’t know where Skinner had gotten the tracker, but he was keeping it. If Jackson had that much of a lead foot, then Finn needed to watch out for him.
Plus, Skinner’s comment about Jackson not having a helmet on was driving Finn crazy.
Timing his move, Finn waited until he spotted a single headlight coming in his direction. He turned on the truck before easing from the side of the road, but it was obvious he’d been waiting. He pulled his truck off the shoulder and into the middle of the road. Sure, Jackson could go around him, but Finn didn’t think he would. Exiting his truck, Finn moved between the lights of the truck and crossed his arms over his chest. He waited. And he knew the minute Jackson spotted him.
Jackson adjusted his speed before he shifted down and came to a stop in front of Finn.
Even with the cool and overcast day, Finn could see Jackson clearly with the help of his headlights.
He motioned for Jackson to cut the engine.
Jackson watched him with wide eyes and for a moment, Finn was frightened that he would take off. If that was what Jackson did, Finn would have to let Jackson go.
To his relief, Jackson finally turned off the bike.
