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good-naturedly. “Too soon?”
    “That’s the best of the list he’s come up with, Tommy,” Red teased. “You might want to get used to it.”
    “I don’t want to know.” Tommy looked at them for a quiet moment before nodding his head, as if approving of what he saw. “Would I be out of line if I told you how proud I am of you?”
    “No, it’s not out of line,” Red assured him softly. “It means a lot that you feel that way.”
    “Good.” Tommy nodded and looked around, seemingly unsure what to do or say next. Finally he stood and offered his hand to Bull. “I’m gonna go for broke here and tell you to take care of my boy, okay?”
    “Count on it.”
    They watched him walk away and Red sighed. “It’s getting better, right?”
    Bull smiled encouragingly. “I think it is.”
    “How about we get this party officially underway?” The DJ’s voice saved him from having to continue that conversation. The awkwardness was getting tiresome and he was ready to be over it. It was something they’d have to deal with sooner rather than later, but at least he didn’t have to think about it now. “Red asked that we get their song out of the way first—his words, not mine—and says you guys better not leave them out there dancing alone. So, what do you say, can we fill up the dance floor so I can see these guys in action?”
    Bull tugged him up as the others started making their way over. As the first strands of “Everyday” by Rascal Flatts began to play, Bull pulled him close and nuzzled his ear. “It’s just like the bathroom, Ian.”
    “With thirty of our closest friends,” Red pointed out.
    “Well, yeah,” Bull acknowledged. “But they aren’t looking at us, are they? They’re too busy looking at the man in their arms.”
    Red could have been snarky and pointed out that there were a couple of woman on the dance floor—three to be exact since Craig had brought his cute librarian—but he knew what Bull was trying to do. And he was right. No one was paying them the least bit of attention—they were all engrossed in their partner. “Chris and Owen look good together.”
    They’d seen them dancing when they had their big night out on the town and Red had been impressed by both men’s skills on the dance floor. It didn’t escape anyone’s notice that once Chris had Owen in his arms, they’d seemingly forgotten anyone else was around. Now the big man led Owen on to the dance floor by the hand, swept him close and, if the look on Owen’s face was any indication, rocked his world once again. Enthralled by the encouraging sight, Red was floored when Chris leaned down and appeared to whisper something in Owen’s ear. “Did he just talk to Owen?”
    Bull glanced over, but Chris had already straightened up. “Owen looks a little shell shocked, so I’m guessing so.”
    Red sighed happily and rested his head on Bull’s shoulder, letting his worries over the dance go. He might not be great at it, but he loved being in Bull’s arms and knew his body would always respond to Bull. If he could spend the next fifty or so years right where he was now, life would be perfect. “I love you, Jon Connor.”
    Bull hummed happily and tipped Red’s chin up, taking his mouth in a slow, searing kiss. It was all he could do to remember they were in public and not start humping his leg. “I love you too, Ian Connor.”
    The last strains of the song ended and those around them started clapping. As much as he had dreaded doing it, he wasn’t ready for the dance to end. Bull dipped him a little and nodded to the DJ. There was a bit of a shuffle as the DJ cued up another ballad , with the non-couples stepping off and the triads switching partners, but for the most part their family stayed with them as one song flowed into the other.
    “Did you know our room is right over there?” The suggestive whisper made Red’s whole body tingle. “No one would mind if we snuck off for a quickie to seal the deal, so to