I laughed. Paris and Boone were married. Of course they were.
The butler arrived with our coffee, milk, and water. When he left, I cleared my throat.
“So, you’re going public about you and Boone?”
Paris glanced at us with a sad smile. “It’s something we’ve prepared for. We knew it would happen eventually.”
“And…how do you intend to communicate it?” Terry asked.
“An evening talk show, preferably. If we can get somewhere at the last minute.”
“The angle?”
Paris shrugged. “The truth. We’ve been deeply in love and strictly monogamous for five years. Our sex life is nobody’s business.” He gave Terry a long, assessing look then met my gaze. “I can either leave you out of it entirely, or I’ll mention that you are also in a committed relationship. Your choice.”
Terry rubbed his hand over his face. Was he ashamed of me? A few weeks ago, I’d have worried about that, but now I knew better.
“I think Terry would hate the public scrutiny this early in our relationship. We’ll see what Carlos does.”
My mate gave me a grateful smile.
Later that night,Terry and I watched the Renner show together from home.
Paris looked gorgeous in a provocative see-through top with an elegant suit jacket over it. His makeup was understated, only highlighting his natural beauty.
“He really is the most beautiful omega in the country,”Terry said as he settled next to me with a bowl of popcorn in his arms.
“Pity they’re monogamous, huh? He’d be a tasty sandwich filling between us.”
My mate guffawed. “If Boone ever hears you talk like that, you’re dead.”
I shrugged. “Honestly, Paris is way too scary on his own, even without his hunk of a husband looming behind him.”
“Agreed.”
Terry grabbed the remote and turned up the sound just as Renner asked, “You’re saying you’ve been in a committed relationship all this time?”
Paris smiled pleasantly. “Yes.”
A few gasps came from the live audience in the studio.
Renner leaned forward, frowning at Paris. “Why keep it a secret?”
“You knew my parents.”
“I think everybody did. Both of your fathers have sat on the sofa you’re sitting on now.”
“But you knew them in person, and you saw glimpses of their private life over the years.”
“Yes, I did.”
“You also know how constant public scrutiny affected their marriage.”
The tension in the studio was palpable. Renner frowned but agreed.
“Growing up,” Paris continued, “I watched my fathers fight, break up, and get back together, only to become estranged again despite the love and passion they shared.”
“Do you blame the public for the divorce? Or two divorces. Your fathers remarried after six years apart if I remember it correctly.”
