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his knee slowly. “I’ve been trying to figure out what changed. I thought maybe seeing their close call reminded you of your mom. That maybe you’d realized you don’t get all the time in the world to waste, so you’d decided to make a move.”
“Actually, I think that’s kind of what happened to Alanso. Yes.” Eli sighed.
“But you’re being stubborn, aren’t you?” Tom grunted. “It’s all coming clear now. You dumbass. You pushed him away?”
“You want me to be gay?” Eli jumped to his feet, flinging his hands in the air. “Is everyone losing their fucking minds around here?”
“I love you no matter who you decide to be with, Eli.” Tom also stood. He might have been an inch or two shorter than his son, but there was no mistaking his ranking in their family. “I don’t think things are as simple as terms make them out to be. You’ve got something with those kids. It’s been there since the beginning. Who am I to say what’s right or wrong? It is how it is.”
“But it’s never been like that before.” Eli paced the modest living room. “Why now?”
“Maybe you weren’t ready.” Tom caged in his son, dropping his hand on Eli’s shoulder. “You’ve done a hell of a lot of growing up over the past ten years. Built your business, your friendships. You played around enough to know what you like. And you’ve helped them all get to a somewhat normal place. That took a long time. A lot of healing had to be done. I think somewhere, deep down, you know the gang is ready to take this next step.”
“You get that I don’t just want Alanso, right?” Eli clenched the fireplace mantle so hard his knuckles turned white. “I have no idea what exactly this is going to look like when it’s all said and done, but I think it’s bigger than him and me. Yeah, you’re right. I have a major thing for Sally. I’m pretty damn sure Alanso does too.”
“Dream big, son.” Tom grinned. “But maybe you’d better start with Alanso if things between you are spiraling out of control. No more of this fighting. I hate to see that. It bothers all of you kids. Sets everyone on edge. They’ve had too much misery already in their lives to borrow more from you. Hell, you two are practically an old married couple anyway. Just without the sex. Might as well add the benefits.”
“And I think that’s where I draw the line when talking to my father.” Eli was attempting to be mature about this, but he hadn’t even slammed a shot or two before coming over here to dull the awkwardness. What had he been thinking?
“Yeah, me too.” Tom nodded. “But I did win that round of chicken.”
Eli laughed. He went with his gut and turned to hug his dad. “Thank you for understanding. I do know how lucky I am, by the way.”
“So do I.” Tom clutched him hard enough to crack a rib. After all he’d been through it would have been easy to turn sour, angry at the world. Yet he never had. He’d held tight to the good times he’d had and the legacy his wife had left. Because of him, the Hot Rods all had a home. “Now get the hell out of here so I can go to bed.”
Eli flung his arm away from where it’d been curled over his face. It was no use. He couldn’t sleep. Hadn’t managed to stop thinking about what he’d seen at Chestnut Grove for more than three milliseconds since he climbed into bed. Especially since he knew Alanso was right there on the other side of the wall that was bookended by the headboards of their beds.
Plus, by some miracle, not only his friends but also his father approved of the dangerous liaison he’d plotted and replotted during the endless hours of darkness. With the first rays of morning that beamed through his window, Eli saw clearly what he’d like to do.
Hell, it’d be impossible to miss the tent made by his sheets over his rock-solid erection.
He could slip through the adjoining bathroom he and Alanso shared, into the dusk-shrouded midst of the other guy’s
“Actually, I think that’s kind of what happened to Alanso. Yes.” Eli sighed.
“But you’re being stubborn, aren’t you?” Tom grunted. “It’s all coming clear now. You dumbass. You pushed him away?”
“You want me to be gay?” Eli jumped to his feet, flinging his hands in the air. “Is everyone losing their fucking minds around here?”
“I love you no matter who you decide to be with, Eli.” Tom also stood. He might have been an inch or two shorter than his son, but there was no mistaking his ranking in their family. “I don’t think things are as simple as terms make them out to be. You’ve got something with those kids. It’s been there since the beginning. Who am I to say what’s right or wrong? It is how it is.”
“But it’s never been like that before.” Eli paced the modest living room. “Why now?”
“Maybe you weren’t ready.” Tom caged in his son, dropping his hand on Eli’s shoulder. “You’ve done a hell of a lot of growing up over the past ten years. Built your business, your friendships. You played around enough to know what you like. And you’ve helped them all get to a somewhat normal place. That took a long time. A lot of healing had to be done. I think somewhere, deep down, you know the gang is ready to take this next step.”
“You get that I don’t just want Alanso, right?” Eli clenched the fireplace mantle so hard his knuckles turned white. “I have no idea what exactly this is going to look like when it’s all said and done, but I think it’s bigger than him and me. Yeah, you’re right. I have a major thing for Sally. I’m pretty damn sure Alanso does too.”
“Dream big, son.” Tom grinned. “But maybe you’d better start with Alanso if things between you are spiraling out of control. No more of this fighting. I hate to see that. It bothers all of you kids. Sets everyone on edge. They’ve had too much misery already in their lives to borrow more from you. Hell, you two are practically an old married couple anyway. Just without the sex. Might as well add the benefits.”
“And I think that’s where I draw the line when talking to my father.” Eli was attempting to be mature about this, but he hadn’t even slammed a shot or two before coming over here to dull the awkwardness. What had he been thinking?
“Yeah, me too.” Tom nodded. “But I did win that round of chicken.”
Eli laughed. He went with his gut and turned to hug his dad. “Thank you for understanding. I do know how lucky I am, by the way.”
“So do I.” Tom clutched him hard enough to crack a rib. After all he’d been through it would have been easy to turn sour, angry at the world. Yet he never had. He’d held tight to the good times he’d had and the legacy his wife had left. Because of him, the Hot Rods all had a home. “Now get the hell out of here so I can go to bed.”
Eli flung his arm away from where it’d been curled over his face. It was no use. He couldn’t sleep. Hadn’t managed to stop thinking about what he’d seen at Chestnut Grove for more than three milliseconds since he climbed into bed. Especially since he knew Alanso was right there on the other side of the wall that was bookended by the headboards of their beds.
Plus, by some miracle, not only his friends but also his father approved of the dangerous liaison he’d plotted and replotted during the endless hours of darkness. With the first rays of morning that beamed through his window, Eli saw clearly what he’d like to do.
Hell, it’d be impossible to miss the tent made by his sheets over his rock-solid erection.
He could slip through the adjoining bathroom he and Alanso shared, into the dusk-shrouded midst of the other guy’s
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