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He’d never told them how thankful he was for that. “The day after the sale, Mr. Reynolds came into my room and sat on the bed. He lied and said they did as I asked, selling everything to someone not in my family. I muttered something like ‘good,’ and we just sat there for a bit. Finally he dug in his pocket and brought this out.” Jack slid his fingers between Ed’s and clamped Ed’s hand over the ring.
“My dad always wore it. Always. Said she was never far when he had it on.” Tears streamed down his cheek and nose. Through the sobs he continued. “Before the trip… it was coming up to his and Mom’s twenty-fifth anniversary, so he and Mom had taken their rings to get cleaned. They were going to renew their vows. Mr. Reynolds had found the jeweler slip and picked them up.”
Another sob wracked through him. Ed murmured against his neck between calming kisses.
“I gave Mom’s ring to her sister. Aunt Meghan was the only one who really grieved, you know? And Dad’s….”
Sniffing, he twisted in Ed’s arms to face him. For a few raw seconds, Ed’s sorrowful gaze burned into him. When Jack couldn’t take it anymore, he buried his head against Ed’s chest.
Ed made soothing sounds, hands running up and down his back as a violent sob shuddered out of him. “Dad’s stays with me.”
Ed dragged his hands to the sides of Jack’s head, thumb catching a stray tear. Jack swatted the rest leaking down his face. “I’m not usually this crazy, really. It just hurts sometimes, you know?”
“I don’t know, but I understand.”
Jack looked at him through blurred vision. “Do you think I should man up and get over it?”
Ed crushed him close, pressing hard lips against Jack’s eyebrow. “No, but….”
Jack stiffened.
“I think it would help if you talk about it more. Share your burden with the people who care about you so they can help you. It doesn’t have to be me. But I’m so touched you’re opening up and letting me hold you.”
Jack joined their fingers and lowered them to his thigh, and Ed snuggled in close and bumped their noses, their tangling breaths making a warm cocoon.
“I’m sorry I can’t take back what happened,” Ed said. “But I’ll never think less of you for missing your parents.”
“All these breakdowns, though…. That isn’t what you signed up for.”
Ed gently pushed Jack onto his back and straddled his midsection. He drifted sweet kisses over Jack’s chest, ring, throat, and lips. “Life sucks sometimes. When Dad lost his job, it was bad. For the first time in my life, I saw him scared. I think part of it was he thought he let us down. As if the company going bankrupt was his fault. We did what people who care for each other do—we were there to support him and let him know it would be okay. It happens to all of us.”
Ed rested his weight on Jack, and the closeness set his heart racing. He brushed a bit of hair off Jack’s forehead and kissed the skin underneath. “You are strong, Jack. You lost a lot, but you never stopped being who you are. I look at you and wish I were that strong. That I didn’t care about what others think. You inspire me. You make me hope.”
Tenderness seeped through Jack’s body. “I do all that?”
Ed combed a kiss over Jack’s lips. “You do.”
Jack chased after Ed’s mouth and kissed him again. The tips of their tongues met with a shock of electricity, and Jack needed more. He wrapped his arms around Ed and threw a leg over his thigh, locking them together. Their cocks swelled again, and Jack tilted his hips, baring his throat for Ed to suck. “You feel good against me, Eddy.”
Ed’s lips twitched into a smile under his ear. “Just good?”
A laugh breezed out of Jack, followed by a sharp surge of lust as Ed took both their cocks in his hand and squeezed. “Amazing. Incredible. The best.”
Ed nibbled the curve of Jack’s shoulder. “Better.” He let go of them, eased Jack’s thighs apart, and slipped between them. Ed kissed the crease at the back of Jack’s knee and inhaled sharply as he dragged his nose over the inner side of his thigh. Jack moaned as Ed suckled his sac.
A devilish dart of his tongue hit his perineum.
“Did I torture you this badly?”
“Worse.” Ed’s chuckle touched the million nerve endings at his entrance. Jack pinched the tight bedding so he wouldn’t grab his cock and come in three short strokes.
Ed read his desperation, reached for the small bag of supplies, and procured lube and a condom.
He made hurried work covering himself up. Wet fingers gently worked Jack open. Too gently. It had him throwing an arm over his mouth and pinching his skin with his teeth to calm down.
