“The one standing by the passenger door. Second car. Dark hair, about my height.”
Knox’s eyes widened, and he glanced between Archer and the other man. “Dude.” Knox choked back his laughter. “He’s gonna be our stepbrother.”
“I didn’t know that until seconds ago!” Archer ran a hand through his hair then over his face. “Shit.”
“Awkward.” August giggled. “I have to see his face when he sees you.”
“Thanks, Aug. Just when I needed your support.”
“You have it, but if the shoe was on the other foot...”
“There were no shoes on. That’s what the problem is. He’s not bad looking. Different from your usual type. Was he any good?”
“Like I’m gonna tell you? Fuck, I should have kept my mouth shut.” Archer pointed his finger in Walter’s face when he arrived with Starr. Walter looked far too happy, so he’d clearly heard something. “Keep your fucking mouth shut.”
“My, my. Such terrible language in a fucking church.” Walter tapped his walking cane on the ground. “House of the lord and all that shit.” He looked at them all and grinned. “So, who’s fucking who? I’m sure I heard someone say something about sex.”
“Well, Archer fucked Robert’s son on vacation.”
“Knox! Why did you have to say something?” Archer punched Knox’s arm.
Knox rolled his eyes and rubbed his arm. “Please, bitch. We both know I can’t keep quiet.”
Archer tuned them out, his eyes searching for and finding Cain. The man looked as sexy as he had that last night they’d been together. The suit fitted him like a second skin, and he wanted to tear it off...with his teeth.
He groaned and shook his ass, trying to move his aching hard on without anyone noticing, but someone did.
“You getting a boner from just seeing him?” Walter burst out laughing and used his walking cane to point at Archer’s crotch. “Go the restroom and whack one off.”
“Granddad!” Archer hissed, his eyes tracking every move Cain made. He licked his lips, ignoring the comments the other three made and followed Cain as he stood beside his father.
Archer hadn’t wanted the vacation to end, and he’d missed Cain as soon as he’d checked out. Now, here he was within reaching distance, and he was going to be his brother.
Yeah, stepbrother, but still—family.
He groaned again and dropped his face in his hands. “Butt boy needs a good seeing to. The restroom’s over there.” Walter pointed his walking cane toward the back of the church. “You got time to see to your dick and get back.” Glancing around the church, Walter pointed again. “I need to be in place to watch everything.”
“Thanks, Grandad,” Archer muttered dryly. “Loving the support.”
“Did his ass support your dick? Or was it his mouth.”
Archer stared aghast, his mouth falling open. He slowly shook his head. “Did you forget your meds or something?”
“Fuck off, boy. I’m over eighty years old. You’ve done nothing me and my Ena haven’t done.”
Grimacing, Archer walked away, heading into the church and ignoring Walter’s laughter behind him. “Ignore him.” He glanced at August and winced when he saw Walter pointing at him. “He’s pretty hard to ignore.” He stopped walking and turned to August, running his hands through his hair again. “What am I going to do? As soon as he sees me...”
August put her hand on his arm. “Get him alone later and talk. He’ll understand because he’s in the same position.”
“I like him.” Archer had no problems admitting his feelings to August. She’d always supported him when others had turned away.
“You met on vacation and had hot sex.” She arched her brow, and Archer nodded. “Did you want to leave?”
“No, and I think he felt the same way. That last morning...”
The water ran over his skin as he kneeled behind Cain, his tongue moving over Cain’s ass. He held the plump cheeks apart and kissed his wrinkled hole, feeling it clench beneath his lips. He’d been in that position many times over the past two weeks, and he still couldn’t get enough of Cain’s ass.
He pushed his tongue in and out, feeling Cain tighten around it and moaned when Cain’s taste flooded his mouth.
Cain trembled beneath his touch and pushed back. Archer slid his tongue inside Cain’s ass and then pushed a finger in next to it. He found that spot that always made Cain shout and rubbed it. Cain reacted, almost screaming, and then Archer felt Cain jerk as his ass clenched around Archer’s finger.
He pulled back and let his hand caress Cain’s back as he fell against the wall. He stood and cleaned up then pulled Cain back into his arms. “Let’s go back to bed. We only have a few hours left.”
And they had made good on those few hours, sucking and fucking until Archer could barely move. He smiled as he remembered the look on Cain’s face after they’d had sex that final time. The look of ecstasy when he’d come, the way he’d looked up at him and slowly kissed him.
“It must have been good to put that look on your face.” August smiled, clearly amused.
Rolling his eyes, he ignored her comment. “I wanted to stay.”
“Good sex will do that to you, not that I would know.” August arched her brow and tapped her nails on Archer’s arm. “Maybe I should get some more toys.”
“Have you been hanging around with Granddad?”
August tapped her lip with her finger. “He does raise some interesting points.”
“Like?” Archer stepped back and crossed his arms over his chest. “Name one.”
“He’s honest.”
“That’s not a point, Aug and there’s such a thing as too honest, you know.”
August waved the comment away. “I like his honesty. Yes, he can take it too far, but you always know where you stand with him.”
Sighing, Archer nodded and folded August in his arms. She rested her head on his chest. “He’s always been in my corner.”
They both lifted their heads when they heard laughter coming from the church doors. “Come on, Archer. Let’s get ready.” August smiled up at him. “It’s Mom’s day, and she deserves to be happy.”
He nodded and let August pull him back to the doors and prayed that Cain wouldn’t notice him and then prayed that he would. Shit, he was so screwed.
Chapter Seven
“IS THAT LYDIA?” Cain pointed to the woman in the obvious wedding dress standing by the entrance to the church.
Robert covered his eyes. “Damn it, Cain, I don’t want to see her yet.”
Cain grinned and watched Lydia go inside. “You’re safe now. She looks beautiful.”
“Lydia is beautiful, inside and out.” Robert smiled, and Cain could see the happiness on his dad’s face.
“I’m glad she makes you happy, Dad.” After everything his ex-wife had done, Robert deserved someone who loved him.
“She does. After your mom, I didn’t think I would find happiness again.”