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Cashel’s bite almost flew out of his mouth, but he caught himself just in time and ended up coughing and choking for several moments. Eventually, he could breathe, but that led to a sexy glare being aimed at Gareth. “Don’t say things like that while I’m eating.”
Not looking apologetic or worried, Gareth shrugged. “Would you prefer if we started the spanking conversation?”
“You’re mean when you’re horny.” Cashel finally found his gumption but ended up pouting and taking a big bite of his sub to get out of saying anything else.
“I know.” Aiming his sweet pout at me, Gareth slouched. “I didn’t even get to talk you into showering with me.”
I couldn’t decide if he should be rewarded for being so cute or punished for trying to manipulate me. It felt earnest enough that it could’ve gone either way.
“I’ll let you talk me into it next time as long as there aren’t more death threats at the door.” Gareth took my words seriously and nodded but Cashel was barely holding back laughter. “We made it through the drama, though, and it seems like Brady will accept it eventually.”
I wasn’t so naïve that I thought it would be smooth sailing from there on out, but we’d gotten over one of the biggest bumps in the road. The next would either be Gareth’s spanking or the first time it occurred to Brady that we were a threesome…or about Cashel and Gareth’s relationship.
I wasn’t sure which he would worry about first but it would be interesting no matter what happened.
“I’m not sure about Jude, though.” Gareth frowned at his food before looking up. “He was worried about us walking to get lunch. I think we might’ve broken him?”
Probably.
“I think it’s the Daddy Dom part of him. He’ll get used to it.” Or Brady would distract him. Either way, though, my cuties were mine to worry about. “I know you can go get us lunch without there being an issue.”
I couldn’t help but wonder what interesting thing Gareth had told him that made him panic, though.
Cashel was doing his best not to laugh but he looked like he wanted to giggle. There was definitely something that had set off Jude, but making sure Gareth was happy and distracted seemed more important than gossip.
Yep, I’d found something more important than gossip.
I always knew that moment would come but I’d expected it to take a bit longer to get to that point.
“I’m really glad I’m not a little. Daddies seem stressful.” Gareth shook his head as Cashel jerked with barely suppressed laughter. “They do nothing but pick up toys and worry. There has got to be other kinks that are more relaxing.”
Hmm.
Cashel’s eyes went wide as he clearly thought of several kinks that would be less stressful, but instead of volunteering his information, he shoved the last of his sub in his mouth, barely managing not to choke to death.
“Be careful. You’ve got a gag reflex, remember?” Gareth seemed to think he was being helpful but he almost killed Cashel as the sub went down the wrong way.
That just got another concerned stare like he wasn’t sure why Cashel was being so reckless. I’d managed to keep a straight face until that point, and unfortunately, my laughter did not help Cashel’s ability to swallow.
But we managed not to kill him.
After a few firm pats on the back and some water, Cashel could breathe and remembered that he had a gag reflex.
Yep, they were adorable.
I was ready for us to move on from Cashel’s death-defying bite but Gareth was starting to find his gumption and studied both of us. “He thought of something. What did I say that was stupid?”
“Nothing.” The word jumped out of Cashel’s mouth without hesitation. “You’re really smart.”
I could see he didn’t want to upset Gareth, but I wasn’t actually sure he could explain what I thought he’d been thinking. So as he gaped at Gareth, I eased into the conversation. “I’m pretty sure your comment about other kinks that were more relaxing had him actually thinking about other kinks.”
“Oh.” Brows pulling together, Gareth seemed content to poke at the idea and get his questions answered. “Why did it make him swallow wrong and choke? Was it something weird?”
That depended on the definition of weird.
Cashel was still wide-eyed and doing a very good impression of a goldfish as he realized Gareth wasn’t going to let it go. “I…”
When that was all we got, it seemed like time for their Dom to come to the rescue. “Come on. Let’s go to the chair. Do you want to kneel or sit on my lap?”
