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But since Cashel seemed worried, I shook my head. “Brady is the type to be very vocal about what he wants and he seems very happy. Nothing I overheard him say to you guys, himself, or his Daddy makes me think you missed out on fulfilling his needs.”
They both let out a deep breath like they’d been carrying around a bit too much on their shoulders.
Even Gareth nodded faintly. “That’s good. Sometimes it’s hard to know what to do.”
“I think you both did wonderfully.” Making sure to meet both of their gazes, I aimed for a serious tone. “You’ve been friends for several years now. I think you said you were roommates freshman year?”
When they nodded, I continued. “You got to know someone new who was very different than you were used to. You did your best to build a relationship and to understand what he needed. You’ve made him a happy little who was mentally healthy when his Daddy came into his life.”
Subs didn’t always have that kind of support around them.
“Now it’s your turn to have someone focus on what you need.” Aiming the more serious expression at both of them until they let out another sigh and nodded, I backed it up when they acknowledged I was right. “But that doesn’t mean we can’t play games together and win Brady a big prize.”
Gareth grinned and Cashel just chuckled as he shook his head, but both seemed to mean they thought it was a wonderful plan.
“But first, food.” Gesturing to the menus they hadn’t looked at yet, I had to fight back a smile as they both squirmed. “There are no right or wrong options, and the restaurant has veggie substitutes for several different proteins if either of you has decided to change your diet recently.”
Considering I’d smelled bacon a few days ago, I wasn’t surprised when they shook their heads.
“Great.” Pretending to ignore the way they slowly opened the menus and started to endlessly browse, I glanced down at my menu and picked my favorite salad. “Okay, all set.”
They both looked up and gave me wide eyes like they thought I was an alien. “I like steak on salad. It’s one of my favorite combinations, so I’m getting that and then a side of fries to make sure I actually get full.”
Salad could be fun but it wasn’t always filling.
“What looks good to you?” Smiling at both of them, I tried not to laugh as they seemed to panic. “I’ve heard they have good burgers here and the chicken strips look great.”
That didn’t seem to help.
“Oh, I…that sounds good.” Gareth looked down at the seemingly never-ending menu and frowned. “Brady says dipping things is fun.”
Cashel sighed and shot Gareth a glare. “I’m starting to realize why your last dates tanked.”
Gareth huffed and frowned. “At least I—”
Chuckling would’ve encouraged the bad behavior, so I cleared my throat to cut off the drama and did my best to look like a stern grown-up. “Would Brady’s mother have you write a letter for that?”
That had them both hunching over and sighing.
“I’d rather go in the corner like Brady.” Gareth seemed utterly serious as he said it, earning a nod from Cashel that was so cute I wanted to laugh.
“I’ll remember that option, but for now, I think communication is a good idea.” They were the cutest subs I’d ever seen. “Let’s start with Cashel since I think that will be easiest to tackle.”
He nearly pouted but eventually nodded and leaned against the tall table where we’d been sat. “I won’t poke at him.”
Not exactly what I was going to say.
“I’m glad, but I actually wanted you to know that I don’t mind hearing about Brady.” I really didn’t. Maybe if it’d been new and overwhelming that would be different, but I already knew about him. “I think with the spanking still on his mind and probably other questions about submission, in general, Brady just keeps popping up in his head.”
Cashel’s gaze was still cloudy and I had a feeling I knew why. “Yes, I want to get to know both of you more. That’s the reason for our date, but there’s no timeline on that or a rigid plan. I’m not going to get frustrated and walk away just because Gareth is thinking about Brady.”
It wasn’t like we were making love and he was still chattering about the cheerful little.
“He’d already said I could talk about Brady?” Gareth seemed confused, but it was so cute I wanted to wrap him up in my arms and give him a hug. “We already decided that he was the type to tell us what he was thinking. Why would he lie?”
Cashel’s brows pulled together. “I don’t know but dates do that all the time. They say one thing but you’re supposed to understand they mean another. I just didn’t want to…”
Fuck up the date?
