A shot of pain hit Zep in the chest. “I can’t take the babies’ crackers and juice. What kind of man gets drunk and steals food from kids?” He grabbed his head, trying to force himself sober. “It’s no wonder you want Scott over me. I bet he doesn’t steal the girls’ food.”
Frost sat on the edge of the desk in front of Zep. Zep hadn’t realized Frost was so close. He looked beautiful. “Is that what you think? That I want Scott over you?”
Zep gestured wildly. It was like he couldn’t control his arms. “Well, yeah. I mean, you’re you and he’s him and I’m me. He’s a piece of shit, but you trust him and not me. It’s like, not fair and shit.” His shoulders fell in defeat.
“Look at me.”
Zep thought that he was, but Frost snapped his fingers and Zep’s gaze shot to Frost’s face, so maybe he hadn’t been.
Frost looked serious. “I love you. Our girls love you. You are the only man I want for the rest of my life. Scott doesn’t deserve to breathe the same air as you. No way do I want him near Lily and Millie. Are you listening?”
“Yes.”
Frost smiled. “What did I say?”
“Scott sucks and you love me.”
Another sexy chuckle fell from Frost’s lips. “Close enough.”
“I don’t think I can walk right now. The room is spinning and stuff. But if I could, I would kiss you and tell you I love you too.”
“Baby, you don’t need to be able to walk to tell me you love me too.”
Zep blinked. That made sense. “Oh. I love you too.”
A blinding smile lit Frost’s face. “I’m really not sure how much of this you’ll remember in the morning.”
Zep shrugged. “I’ve never been so drunk that I couldn’t recall what I’ve done. Any guy who tells you that is full of shit and only trying to get away with something.” Some of those words might have been slurred. Zep couldn’t tell. “My legs may not work, but my brain is fine.”
“What about your lips? Do those work?” Frost made a dismissive motion before Zep could answer. “Never mind. I can find out for myself.” Frost swooped in and whisked his lips across Zep’s in a light kiss. “Don’t ever leave me again.”
Zep stared at Frost’s lips as he nodded. “I won’t. Promise.”
Frost sucked Zep’s bottom lip between his teeth and nibbled. “I’ll need more than a promise from you. The last twenty-four hours have been hell. I’m going to need you to come off a little more than just your word.” He buried his face against Zep’s neck and kissed.
Zep’s eyes fell closed as goosebumps rose on his skin. “Tell me what you need. It’s yours.”
“You’ll have to move in with me, first off. I get that means setting up a bedroom for Kit too. We’ll give him one of the upstairs rooms and talk to him about not bringing strange men home where our daughters live.”
He liked that Frost kept calling the girls theirs, but he couldn’t let Frost think that about Kit. “Kit doesn’t bring home men. Despite his constant flirting, he doesn’t like to be touched sexually.” His brain caught up with his mouth. “I probably shouldn’t have told you that.”
Frost leaned away and peeled off his shirt, giving Zep one of his favorite views. “It’s fine. I won’t tell. Are you good so far?”
Zep stared at Frost’s body and nodded. “Yep. Keep going.”
Frost unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. “I think, to be safe, you should probably marry me and adopt the girls. We don’t want any misunderstandings in the future about who belongs to whom.”
While Zep was definitely distracted by the way Frost slipped his hand inside his pants, teasing Zep with an upcoming show, Frost’s words had his attention. Zep’s gaze snapped to Frost’s face. He looked serious. “Is that really what you want?”
Frost bit his lip as his hand kept moving inside his pants. “Do you really plan to make me repeat myself or do you plan to make them legs work so you can fuck me?”
Whoa. Zep had no idea how he had gotten so lucky. This unbelievably sexy man wanted to marry Zep and share his children with him. Topping all that, he never hesitated to do any hot as hell act to keep Zep in line.
“If there are condoms and lube in this room, I have some fucking questions.”
Frost laughed at Zep’s jealousy. “Come on, sexy bear. You know there are plenty of ways to have sex without penetration. Plus, I just asked you to marry me. Are you planning on clinging to condoms for the rest of our lives?”
Zep had already lost some threads of the conversation. A wave of overwhelming happiness washed over him. “I can’t believe we’re getting married. You’re so beautiful. No one will believe you’re mine.”
“Focus, Bear. I’m trying to seduce you.”
Zep tried scrambling to his feet. He was ready to be seduced. His legs didn’t support his weight, but the chair rolled. Zep decided to take what he could get. He rolled the chair until he could snag Frost’s waist and tow him closer.
“Stop teasing. I want a taste.” Zep shoved Frost’s hand aside and licked Frost’s erection. “Goddamn. You taste good. You should take off your pants.”
Instead of doing as Zep asked, Frost grabbed the first aid kit. He popped open the box and came out with a white packet. Frost winked at him. “No need for questioning. Most first aid kits have lube in them. I’ve never known why.”
Zep found his footing. He was about to fuck this sexy guy who would soon be married to him. Zep snagged the pack from Frost’s fingers as he came to his feet. “Lube is sterile, so it’s the first line of defense against infections where there’s chafing or minor cuts.”
“Right. Doctor. Forgot.”
With Frost this close and half dressed, Zep felt suddenly sober. “Pants, John Michael.”
Frost chuckled. “Oooh. Both my first names. I am in trouble.” He pushed his pants down his hips. Zep claimed Frost’s mouth. He couldn’t stand not having Frost’s tongue stroking his. Zep went to work on the front of his pants, setting his erection free. Proving he wasn’t fully sober, things seemed to happen in snatches. One second, they were kissing. The next, Frost coated Zep’s dick in lube. Zep turned Frost in his arms and led his hands to the desk. He kissed Frost’s shoulder as he ran the backs of his knuckles down Frost’s spine.
“You are a work of art.” He flattened his palm against the small of Frost’s back. Frost widened his stance. Zep swiped his crown up and down Frost’s crack, teasing them both. “I don’t deserve you,” he admitted as he impaled Frost with his cock. “But you’re still mine.”
A loud moan filled the air, bouncing off the walls of the tiny office. Frost’s tight heat sucked him deeper. Zep’s eyes fell closed. He savored every sensation of being inside the man he loved. Everything had a surreal edge with so much alcohol pumping through his veins. He thrust, letting Frost’s moans guide him.
“Anyone walking by can hear you.”
Frost pushed back against him, taking what he wanted. “I don’t care. Let them listen.”