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Tanner flashes an affectionate smile, amusement dancing in his eyes. “You’re adorable.”
I let out a soft chuckle. “Mmmhmm…I bet you think that when I’ve got your cock down my throat as well.”
He arches a brow at me. “Adorable? That’s not exactly the word that comes to mind for that particular situation.”
I shift in closer on the sofa, putting me practically in his lap, which is where I belong as far as I’m concerned. We’ve both totally forgotten about the documentary playing on the TV; it’s one about the Space Race that Tanner chose, and I’m sure it’s fascinating…just not as fascinating as my boyfriend. “So, are you interested?” I ask him.
“In you going down on me?” His brows shoot up in question. “Always.”
I flash a broad grin. “I like where your mind’s at, but I was actually talking about Friendsgiving. It would be a good opportunity to do that whole dinner-mending fences thing with Sully we talked about. But, of course, if you’ve already got plans with your family that’s totally fine.” He hasn’t mentioned anything, but after Piper’s less than enthusiastic reception at her birthday lunch a couple days ago I wouldn’t blame him if he wanted to keep Thanksgiving drama-free.
“Ourfamily,” I corrects me, causing my insides to turn to goo. “And, no, actually. Piper’s with RJ’s family and Jazz will be at the bar because, and I quote “Thanksgiving isn’t just about turkey and pumpkin pie. Plenty of people want to commemorate the thieving of native lands by drinking whiskey and singing along to better-performed versions of nineties songs.””
“I’m really worried about his self-esteem issues,” I say with a shake of my head. “If only he had more confidence in himself.”
Tanner sputters a laugh. “If only.”
“So you’re in, then?” I press, perhaps a little too eagerly. It’s not just that I’m keen to celebrate our first important holiday together as a couple; I want Tanner to get to know all my friends and for them to know him. He’s met some of them already, of course, but in a completely different environment. They need to all hang out on a level field where everyone can just be themselves.
He smiles at me. “Alright. If it’s something you want to do. And if Izzy’s allowed to come along—Kit will be away for the weekend.”
“She’ll be more than welcome,” I assure him. “There might be other kids there too. I can’t remember if Aaron and Daisy decided to go away for the weekend or not.”
Tanner smiles and leans in to kiss my lips. “Sounds perfect.”
I kiss him back, and it’s not long before I really am in his lap.
“So…maybe now you want to give me that blow job?” he gasps out after we’ve been making out long enough to get well and truly worked up.
I grin. “Nowwho’s got their bossy pants on?”
“It wasn’t an order, merely a polite request.”
I quirk a brow at him as I scramble off him and take up position on my knees in front of the couch. “I don’t remember hearing “please”.”
Not that it matters; I’m never going to turn down an opportunity to get my mouth around this beautiful dick, and he damn well knows it.
***
I can’t help smirking at the way Tanner is fidgeting nervously as we ride the elevator up to Spencer’s penthouse on Thursday. Social situations aren’t usually too much of an issue for him, but he’s clearly nervous about this particular engagement if the way he’s been fingering the hem of his cashmere sweater and smoothing out the non-existent flaw in his cow-lick. There haven’t been any forehead rubs yet, however, so I know this is only nerves and not genuine stress or anxiety.
“You’re going to ruin that sweater,” I say wryly. “Which would be a shame, because you look freakin’ hot in it.”
“Take sweater off, Daddy,” Izzy says, peering up at us curiously with those bright blue eyes framed by the adorable rainbow glasses. “If too hot.”
“I’m not too hot, baby girl. I’m just fine,” Tanner says, beaming down at Izzy. He leaves his sweater alone, though, and instead threads his hands through Izzy’s hair, which is free of its usual pigtail braids today because Kit is out of town and apparently she’s the only one Izzy will let braid her hair.
“You didn’t tell me why you do this whole Friendsgiving thing,” Tanner murmurs as we get off the elevator at the top floor and head down the hall toward the sole apartment door. “We got…um…distracted the other day.”
My lips curve into a wry smirk at the memory of the way I blew Tanner and then came all over him on Tuesday night. It was a good thing we were at the penthouse, because there are cumstains all over that couch now, which would have been awkward to explain in the brownstone. Mental note—be more careful with couch sex.
“Spence and his sister, Emily, have been doing this for years. I think it started because Em used to live in England, and she tried to bring the whole traditional English Christmas thing home with her but it didn’t really go over that well. And then the next year Spence and Em and Pax and a couple of the guys were trying to work out vacay plans for Thanksgiving but couldn’t get any of their schedules to line up. So Emily decided to shift her idea for a big festive lunch to Thanksgiving instead.”
Tanner offers a wry smirk. “If only someone else had thought of doing something like that decades ago.”
I let out a snort, and then manage to sober up a little. “Yeah, it’s a bit crazy, the round-about way it came to be, but I guess you’d understand if you knew about Spence and Emily’s upbringing. Let’s just say it wasn’t a Thanksgiving dinner-type family.”
The door to the penthouse swings open and I’m greeted by a beaming Will. “Deacon! It’s so good to see you, man,” he gushes, as though we didn’t just catch up after the rugby tournament a couple weeks ago. His gaze shifts to Tanner and his lips quirk into a knowing smirk. “And I’m guessing this is Tanner? Sky’s told me all about you.”
