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In the meantime, I compose a group message to every other board member, catching them up to speed on what shit is about to hit the proverbial fan. Excluding Queen Bitch of course.
Hi guys. Steven Mount will be texting everybody who received this message with a quick, proxy vote. Francine is displaying nothing but distrust with our company and she needs to be stopped. If even one of you abstains, I’ll just find another way to give her a swift boot up the ass. I refuse to let my father’s legacy blow to smithereens from a Ponzi scheme…
YES I KNOW about the wool you guys were trying to pull over my head.
A couple of deep breaths allow me to compose myself before I head back inside the shop. Not even a foot wedges from the doorjamb, when Steve’s reply beeps through.
This is a bit rash. I’m not sure it will go over very well with the other stakeholders. Isn’t there a compromise which can be reached?
My head wavers in slight anger, beyond fuming at this point. Both thumbs hammer at the keyboard with a split-second response.
Just fucking get it done, Steve. Or a board seat isn’t the only thing I’ll be looking to fill.
The satisfying whoosh of a sent text is practically music to my ears. Another moment later, I rise from the backseat of my Lincoln Town Car to reunite with Kragen, who’s probably yet to make up his mind on what he really likes. Both feet fall heavy with my blood boiling to a fine degree.I can’t be angry in front of the boy. This isn’t his fault. Actually, I’d be fucked if it weren’t for him.
Back inside the boutique, I shuffle towards the middle dressing room which Kragen is occupying. “Did you decide on anything yet?”
He pokes his head between the draped curtains. “Are you sure you wanna spend all this money on me?” He asks through gritted teeth. “Nothing on this rack is under a thousand bucks.”
My vision narrows intently. “I’ll spare no expense just to see that you’re happy as a clam, little boy.”
“That’s what the old guy said in ‘Jurassic Park’ and we both know how that ended,” he replies with a chuckle.
I shake my head. “Pineapples and coconuts, Kragen,” I reply, winking.“You ARE the happy ending.”
Banana Boy finally decides on five different outfits, allowing me to choose matching garb for us both to wear tonight at dinner. He waits patiently at my side while I sign the sales slip, tallying to $11,170. Malia waves us out the door on our path back outside, when Kragen’s hand relents from my grasp.
He turns to meet my satisfied gaze, as his azure oceans drown my heart. “Did you spend that much on Wade all at once?” He asks, shooting me a peculiar look.
“No, my Banana Boy,” I reply with another shaken head. “He was already rich and famous, for one,” I add, taking hold of his hand quite persistently. “And for two, that vile little twink could never stack up against the likes of you.”
Gordon pulls us out of the parking area from Luxury Row, headed back to the hotel so we can shower and change for dinner. Kragen slides over to place his head in my lap with a complete look of satisfaction.The boy will shit a brick when I mention my plans to pay the remainder of Candace and Tuti’s mortgage.Now is the perfect time to sink my fangs into his neck, so I can mark my territory. In fact, I waste no time returning the same gesture he gave me this morning.
My tongue scuffs the nape of his neck, causing him to moan with delight. His flesh still has remnants of pineapple flavor from an Aloe Veda shower gel, mixed with a slight combo of afternoon perspiration in paradise. Moments later, a small hunk of skin catches between my clenched jaw, sucking on it with a great deal of force.
“Oh fuck me, Daddy,” he winces, somewhat pleasurably. “I had that coming, didn’t I?”
I slide my hand down his torso, allowing each finger to find itself between the waist of his shorts. Kragen moans insatiably when I tease his twitching cock, meanwhile whispering in his ear.
“I bet you thought you’d get away with leaving a hickey on me,” I mutter low. “Didn’t you, little boy?”
* * *
Family dinners don’t come around too often for me. Not since father died, that is. The same year he passed, mother liquidated her shares in the company. Followed by a short explanation that she’d be riding off into the sunset with a man named Chandler. To be fair, her marriage to father had been on the rocks for years long before then. So it didn’t come as a surprise to Steve, when he left every other penny to his rightful beneficiary—me.
Kragen sits to my right, scrunched up against my rounded booth at The Palace. Opposite him is his mothers Tuti, Candace, then his sister Tessa, and her new groom, Craig. I’m still amused their names sound so alike.What are the odds?As usual, Penny departs the table with everyone’s drink orders after leaving the bottle of champagne which I prearranged.
Since the tuckered out little guy is still on concussion watch, he raises a glass of water to propose a toast to everyone around the table. Kragen clears his throat modestly, pelting with anxiety. “Momma and Mimi, Tess and Craig, I’m so glad we came down to paradise this summer,” he announces with a slight creak in his voice. “I’m sad I won’t be headed back to Colorado with y’all, but you’ll see Reid and I on Friday.”
Tuti’s palm lands on her son’s shoulder. “Awww sweetheart, we just want you to get home safely.”
Kragen tilts his head, painted by a degree of certainty. “Well, it’s not gonna be my home anymore,” he says, garnering Candace’s attention from her phone.
A pause follows his vague reply, glancing over in my direction with a smile.Perhaps he needs some help dropping the news.I raise my champagne glass to help finish the boy’s toast on his behalf.
I contend with a slight frog at the back of my throat. “Kragen has decided to move down here with me so I can take care of him as his—”
He immediately cuts back in. “Reid is my Island Daddy, and I love him so much,” he affirms, leaning into me for a kiss in front of God and everyone.
