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But his main focus now is the guitar and song-writing, and he’s just as gifted in that area as with the piano. I have a fair bit of fatherly bias, of course, but I’m certainly not the only one who thinks he could become a superstar if he wanted to.
But he doesn’t want to. And while I admit I probably expected more from him than managing the bar he inherited and singing nineties covers, if that’s where he finds his happiness I’m not going to complain. It sure beats blowing through his trust fund on endless partying.
“Why don’t you just say no?” I ask reasonably.
“Because it’sStar,” he says, as though it should have been obvious. I guess it should. Star Bryant was Jazz’s best friend in high school, and she was a really sweet girl...then. But she moved to LA a few years ago and I get the impression—mainly from my daughter Piper—that she’s changed quite a bit in that time.
I shrug. “Then go.”
Jazz lets out a loud groan of frustration. “You are no help whatsoever. Why do I even tell you things?”
“I’m constantly asking myself the same question,” I say dryly.
The oven timer goes off and I check to see that the chicken is ready before pulling the steaming tray from the oven.
“Can you go get Izzy and Kit?” I ask Jazz. “I’ll have everything ready when you get back.”
He dutifully slides from his stool and heads for the stairs, while I dish up the chicken and set the table.
CHAPTER3
DEACON
“Told you they’d work things out,” Skyler says with a satisfied smirk.
“Huh?”
He nods at the cluster of guys who have already gathered in the park for Saturday afternoon rugby practice. I check my watch and see we’re a couple minutes late. Fuck—with the mood Spencer’s been in lately, this definitely wasn’t the day to be late.
“Spencer and Will,” Skyler clarifies. “They’re obviously back together.”
“What? How do you know that?”
“Look at him.” Skyler gestures to our teammates. “That’s not the face of a heartbroken man. That’s the face of a man who got his dick sucked about fifteen minutes ago.”
“Well, if anyone knows that face, it’s going to be you,” I say wryly. But looking closer at Spencer, I can tell Sky might be onto something. Our captain definitely looks a hell of a lot happier than he has over the past week.
“Please, as if you don’t love swallowing cock just as much as I do,” Skyler drawls. “You might be all sweet and fuzzy and prefer when there’s “feelings” involved,” he continues, holding his fingers up to form air quotes, as if the concept of having feelings for a guy is something ludicrous that I’ve invented on my own. “But that doesn’t mean you don’t still get off on sucking dick, Mr I Love It When They Fuck My Throat So Hard I’m Practically Choking.”
I let out a groan of exasperation. “I am never telling you anything ever again.”
I hear someone jogging up behind us, and then another of my teammates, Jackson Downey, is there, looking like he’s just sprinted about five blocks.
“Fuck, I thought I was going to be late.”
“We are,” I tell him. “But it looks like Spence is in a good mood so I think we’re off the hook.”
I’ve known Jackson for as long as I’ve known Skyler, because the pair of them are pretty much inseparable. I remember my early days rooming with Skyler at college I actually thought Jackson was his boyfriend back home. Not an unreasonable assumption to make considering all the texting and the long phone calls and the Skyping and the way Skyler seemed to be pining for him.
When Jax visited for the weekend about a month after school started, I was definitely surprised to find he was a tatted-up car mechanic taking classes at their home town’s local community college, but the way they interacted with each other did absolutely nothing to alter my initial assumptions. Until I saw Skyler hooking up with another guy right in front of Jackson…and Jax not even batting an eye.
And that’s when I discovered Jax is straight as an arrow and the two of them are just friends. Or maybe brothers is more accurate. Although their relationship is a hell of a lot more intense than the one I have with my own brother, Sullivan,, that’s for sure. Of course, that could just be because Sully’s seven years older than me and we’ve got three sisters between us.
Jax seems to have made looking out for Skyler his number one priority in life, and while Sky always projects an air of casual confidence, he only ever truly relaxes when Jackson’s around. I’m sure the word co-dependency would come to mind for most people, but to me it’s just how they are.
“What’s going on?” Jax asks curiously.
“We were talking about how much Deacon loves sucking dick,” Skyler announces, loud enough for the entire team to hear now that we’re almost upon them.
