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Emma crossed to their lover and smiled as she stroked the sexy scruff on his cheek as she answered, "And it means the world to me. It really does, Chase. But I still need to go alone, at least this first time. I owe that much to my parents. They need to hear the truth from me first. Let them get used to the idea before they meet you."

"But..."

She cut him off. "Please. Trust me. I need to do this on my own."

She didn't wait for the men to answer. She just picked up the rest of the toiletries she'd need and headed down the stairs to the shared bathroom on the second floor, leaving the men alone.

Chapter 15

Emma had been gone almosttwo hours when the doorbell rang. The men had been conveniently avoiding talking about the heavy things happening by battling each other in Halo 3. Chase jumped up to look out the small window.

"There's a sedan I've never seen in the driveway."

The loud clumping of heavy feet rushing up the wooden stairs to the attic could be heard over the video game. Jaxson grabbed the remote to flick off the power just as the pounding on the bedroom door started.

The men looked at each other nervously, suspecting who might be on the other side of the thankfully thick door. Jaxson moved quietly towards the door, hoping to get it locked before whoever was on the other side burst in to find the naked men.

"Jaxson Davidson and Chase Cartwright, I know you're in there. This is Emma's father. Open up."

The men's "fuck" was in unison.

It must have carried behind the door because Mr. Fischer's response was to pound louder. "My sentiments exactly. Now open this door."

Jaxson looked around the space they'd been holed up in for the last few weeks and knew without a doubt he'd be dead within minutes if he let Emma's father inside. It was one big sex playroom. Restraints, dildos, vibrators, and punishment devices of all shapes and sizes covered most open spaces. The messed bed still bore the sticky remains of multiple orgasms.

Jaxson made it to the door just in time to hold it closed as the elder Fischer started to open it.

"Hello, Mr. Fischer. This is Jaxson. We'll be happy to talk with you. We'll meet you downstairs in five minutes."

"No, we'll talk here. Now."

Chase looked worried and started to frantically try to pick up the most racy of sex toys just in case Emma's father made it past Jaxson.

Jaxson held his ground. "No, sir. I insist. We'll talk in the kitchen."

"You listen to me, young man. I love my daughter very much and I'm coming in there this instant."

Chase froze, turning to stare at Jaxson with panicked eyes. Jaxson met his heated stare as he replied, "And I love your daughter too, and that's why I insist that you not come in here now. Trust me, sir. We are best to talk downstairs."

Despite the seriousness of the situation, Chase's victorious grin at Jaxson's declaration of love warmed him.

Emma's father cursed, "God damn it. Fine. You have five minutes."

Jaxson waited until he heard the retreating steps before letting go of the door. Chase was still grinning from ear to ear, his arms crossed across his bare chest, the jutting cock Jaxson loved so much swinging between his legs.

"What the hell are you smiling at? He's pissed!" Jaxson questioned.

If possible, Chase's grin grew. "I knew it. You love us."

Jaxson chuckled as he reached for a pair of jeans thrown over the back of the desk chair. "I said I loved Emma. I didn't say shit about you."

Chase knew him well. "Uh-huh. Right." Damned if he still stood there, staring at Jaxson. They'd been best friends for years, so it felt odd to feel uncomfortable with Chase, but he was in new territory and they both knew it.

"Shut up, will you? This is serious."

Chase took a tentative step forward, moving in Jaxson's direction slowly. "Yes, it is serious. It isn't every day the man I'm in love with admits he loves me back."

Jaxson stood frozen, waiting until his lover entered his personal space. The men closed the final inches between them, their mouths crushing together as Jaxson weaved his fingers through Chase's long hair, holding his head stationary as he plundered his mouth with a probing tongue. He felt Chase melting against his body like the submissive that he was.

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