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“Yeah, I forgot that my man’s such a daddy’s boy.” Matty pushed teasingly at Austin’s left shoulder.
“Oh, you should talk, man. You’re the poster boy for fucking mamma’s boys. If there was a magazine calledMamma’s Boys of Maine, the Hot Lobsterman Edition,you’d be on the fucking front page, sweetheart.” Austin pushed him back, his broad smile reaching all the way up to his gray eyes making them look almost electric blue.
“OMG, you’re such a smart-ass, aren’t you? It’s only because you addedhotto the title that I’m not kicking your ass right now. I’m nowhere close to being a mamma’s boy.” Matty began tickling Austin while Cassie thought they were fighting for real and started barking, her little paws skating across the laminate floor.
Austin started laughing loudly, cheeks flushed from Matty’s manhandling him.
“You so are. Millie fusses over you like you were made outta fucking glass. The smallest cut or a half-sneeze and she’s there immediately, dialing freaking 9-1-1.”
“You’re gonna get it now!” Matty gave Austin his meanest look which wasn’t really mean at all, while secretly glowing from what Austin had implied. That Millie treated him like her son. “You’d better start running, babe, because when I catch you, you’re gonna get it.”
As he tried to make a break for the bedroom, Austin squealed whilst pointing at the confused puppy.
“What about Cassie? Weren’t you gonna walk her?”
“She can wait,” Matty growled as he made a 180 and leaped after Austin who disappeared through the open bedroom door. “I have urgent matters to attend to.”
• • •
“Why did you get scared, sweetheart?” Austin whispered against Matty’s still damp hair. He was tangling their fingers together, a frown between his brows.
“Huh?” Matty answered drowsily, completely spent from Austin’s attempt at fucking him through the mattress. Sometimes Matty wondered if Austin was trying to break some sort of record with the way he would plow Matty’s hole relentlessly, the headboard banging against the plaster wall. It was the most focused Matty ever saw his otherwise impulsive and easily distractible boyfriend, when he was ramming his gorgeous cock continuously in and out of Matty’s ass, a deep, concentrated frown on his forehead.
“You said you got scared earlier. When I told you about the house.”
“Oh yeah.” Matty buried his face between Austin’s broad pec muscles, licking at his salty skin.
“Na ah, sweetheart. Talk to me.” Austin pushed at him gently. He always saw right through him when Matty tried to avoid talking about stuff.
“It’s just… It suddenly became so clear, you know? The more I have, the more I stand to lose.” He ghosted the tips of his fingers along Austin’s soft chest hair. “You’ve given me so much, babe. A full life. The kinda life I never in a million years thought I’d have.” Matty swallowed as he looked into the eyes of the man he’d loved since he was sixteen. The man he couldn’t imagine ever not loving.
“Isn’t it a good thing then that you’ll never have to find out?” Austin whispered, pulling Matty even closer. “Because you won’t. You can’t lose me, sweetheart. Not ever. Don’t you see, it was written in the stars a long time ago before we were even born.”
“What?” Matty swallowed, knowing very well what was coming next, because Austin had told him so many times before, last on the day he’d asked Matty to move in with him. But Matty liked to hear them again, nonetheless.
“That I was made for you just like you were made for me, too.”
“You’re such a fucking sap, aren’t you?” Matty teased even though he felt like jumping up and down in their bed screaming from the top of his lungs.Austin O’Neil fucking loves me!
“Maybe…” Austin scrunched his nose, looking absolutely breathtaking. “Wanna go another round?” He pulled at the comforter, revealing Matty’s already hard cock.
“What about the dog?” Matty groaned. “We can’t let her wait any longer.”
“Just give me a sec,” Austin blurted, already half-way out of the bed, looking around for his discarded clothes.
“Babe, where’re you going?”
“I’m just gonna drop her at Dad’s,” Austin grinned boyishly while pulling on his gray sweats. “He might as well practice for when he has grandkids one day,” he yelled over his shoulder as he bent to pick up Cassie.
“Grandkids!?” Matty yelled after him, but Austin had already slammed the front door behind him, his pounding footsteps resounding on the wooden stairs.
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
Ethan – Now
“SO, I GUESSyou weren’t kidding, huh? Your folks really are loaded?” Ethan glanced at the impressive three-story brownstone rising in front of them in the quiet street. Located in the Old Town in Boston, it lay between the Boston Common and the Museum of Fine Arts. If you didn’t know that you were smack in the middle of a buzzing city, you never would’ve guessed. Large trees lined the sidewalk and nannies were strolling along with toddlers. A woman in high stilettos was carrying a rat-like dog in her oversized purse while a sleek looking businessman was having a smoke outside a coffee shop while checking out the woman shamelessly.
Avery had already warned him that they were going to the museum at some point during the week that Ethan was staying with him in the city. Ethan was okay with Avery being his tour guide. It was a fair exchange that Avery was in charge during the day since Ethan was thecruise directorby night as Avery had put it so fittingly. Yes, it had become this unspoken agreement between them.
