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"Did that just happen? I feel like this is a strange dream," Elias said, shaking his head like he was trying to wake himself up.
"I think we got invited to lunch," Brock laughed.
"She seemed a bit off yesterday. I think things are going well and it terrifies her. I'm sure he felt it, too," I said.
"Then we show up, charm her mom, and show her we're not going anywhere. She's ours," Elias said firmly. "Get ready, boys."
I'd never been one to care about what I wore, but after I showered I stood there in my closet, looking around without a damn clue what to do. I never had a mom or dad worth a shit to ask about this kind of thing, just them.
Calling Macy was out, so I gave up and went to find Brock. He was just stepping out of the shower, water dripping down his sun-kissed skin, cascading down the expanse of his muscles. He didn't bother with a towel around his waist like I did, he was running it through his dark hair instead.
He froze when he saw me and my cock twitched as his own started to get hard.
"We don't have time," he warned me.
"Shut up," I growled, dropping to my knees and pumping my fist over him until he was hard.
"Drop the towel," he ordered. His voice was husky and his hand was diving into my hair, ready to hold me in place. I followed his order and let him pull me out of overthinking. "Get on the bed."
I did as he asked, stretching over his comforter and stroking myself as he stalked closer. Surprising me, he straddled my waist backwards, his tongue lapping at my cock and putting his ass in my face.
He didn't have to command me on what to do. My hands gripped his hips and pulled him back, my tongue teasing over his ass. He groaned around me, the vibrations of it making my cock twitch between his lips. I tongue-fucked his ass while he sucked me off, the feel of his warm mouth wrapped around me and the sound of his desperate groans as I ate him out had me ready to explode.
"Come," he ordered, knowing damn well how close I was. Reaching around, I wrapped my fingers around his dick, stroking him as I brought him over the edge with me. He came first, my name muffled by my cock shoved down his throat. That was my tipping point, coming hard enough I let my head fall back against the pillows and gasping for air. For the first time that day, my head was clear and I could breathe.
"Fuck," I breathed out, relaxing as he licked me clean and moved to lay next to me, his hands teasing through my wet hair.
"Overthinking?"
I nodded and he chuckled, giving my head a pat before crawling out of bed and going for his own drawers. He pulled on his boxers before answering.
"Wear your gray henley, it makes your eyes look amazing," he said finally, grabbing a light-blue shirt from his closet and pulling it over his head. "They're baking today, you don't want to dress up too much. Just look irresistible."
With his advice in mind, I got dressed, grabbing the gray shirt and pulling on a pair of jeans and black boots before meeting the guys in the living room. Elias had gone for a forest-green vintage-wash tee and jeans. She wasn't going to be able to handle us at this rate. Freshly washed, shaved, smelling like our cologne, and dressed with her in mind.
I expected my anxiety to spike as we pulled up to Coach's house but the excitement over seeing Macy had it barely rearing its ugly head. Brock took my hand in his. He gave me a smirk and I didn't protest. We'd kept things with a casual edge before her. Now he was more bold with it and I was loving it.
Elias knocked on the door and Slade opened it, giving us an approving nod before waving us in.
"Who’s here?" Macy asked as she walked into view. A smile broke out on my face. There she was in her happy place, a smile on her face, flour smeared on her cheek and nose, red hair piled on her head in a bun and an apron tied around her waist. Ignoring the others, I dropped Brock's hand and stalked closer, pulling her in for a kiss and then wrapped her in a hug, holding her close. After our conversation yesterday, I was half worried she'd pull away but here she was laughing and squeezing me back.
"Oh no, I got flour on you." She laughed, wiping at the white spot she left on my clean shirt. I shrugged, not caring.
"It smells like heaven in here," Elias said, walking past us into the kitchen. We followed him in to see her mom dancing and singing just like Macy did. Our laughter had her turning and gasping.
"Shit, you scared me!" She clutched at her chest and glared at us for a moment before relaxing. "More help?"
"They're all yours," Coach said with a grin, clapping me on the shoulder and running away like his ass was on fire.
"Food first," Macy protested. "We're between recipes."
Macy's mom came over and inspected us for a moment before giving us each a big hug, squeezing hard then letting go. She took a deep breath.
"Glad to finally meet you. I'm Nancy, you can call me that or Mom, I don't mind. You’re family now," she said simply before grabbing her food and going after Coach Slade.
My heart squeezed at her easy acceptance. It was already hard to just accept the love from Brock's mom. Now that she had called us family, too, I had a feeling I wouldn't be able to resist. It was strange, but amazing.
"Why are you guys here?" Macy asked as she grabbed her own slices of pizza and a breadstick. Her blue eyes scanned our faces and when we didn't answer she laughed. "Dad did it, didn't he? I was kind of venting to Mom, I should have known he was up to something. I swear he's such a brat sometimes. A lovable one but still a brat."
