Liam dons this familiar stare, his dark eyes fixed intently on Ty, and says, “Well, I like your face, so we’re even, Iguess?”
I glare at him, and Liam winks at me. “What? He’s got those good Westright genes. I doubt he works out that hard for any of it to gounnoticed.”
“Damn straight,” Ty says, adding fuel to thisfire.
“No need to throw thestraightin my face now,” Liam says. “We are at agaybar,Ty.”
We all enjoy the joke before Liam insists on grabbing adrink.
“He’s cool,” Jesse says, the moment heleaves.
“Maybe the coolest,” Tyfollows.
I roll my eyes. “My suggestion is that you both avoid letting him know that because he’s got a big enough head as itis.”
“Yours isn’t exactly small,” Jessesays.
It takes me a second to notice he’s looking at my crotch, which I still have my hand in front of since he got me all worked up before. I check Ty’s expression, but he doesn’t seem to have caught on to Jesse’s reference, something I’m relievedabout.
When Liam returns, he says, “I’m gonna get trashed tonight! You guys will be scraping me up off y’all’s bathroom floor tomorrowmorning.”
“You are not ending up at mycondo.”
“We’ll see where the evening takes us. Isn’t that right,Jess?”
“It’sJesse.”
“You don’t know my pet name forhim.”
Jesse is having a hard time containing his amusement, and I don’t blame him. Liam has this effect on mostpeople.
Liam tosses a few drinks down effortlessly, and then we’re all dancing together. I’m glad he showed up, because between him, Julio, Martin, and some of the guys Liam’s invited into our circle, I don’t feel as uneasy about being close to myman.
Although, I can’t help but keep checking in on my son. At one point, Liam and Ty dance facing each other, which makes Ty laugh, but Liam doesn’t push him…doesn’t invade his space. He’s always been good about that with me. He knows how to read me. He lets me be the one to come to him. It’s one of the reasons why I think I was able to let him into my life the way Idid.
I continue checking in on Ty periodically when Jesse says, “I wouldn’t worry about Ty. He can take care ofhimself.”
“Is my concern thatobvious?”
“Yeah. Kind of alot.”
I laugh, working to set myself at ease. “Yeah, you’re right. He’s clearly doing fine on hisown.”
“Liam’s got him, and he seems like a cool guy. Would it be terrible if we slipped away for aminute?”
“Did you need to go to the restroom? I think youdid.”
He beams as I take his hand and guide him to the facilities, which I saw earlier. They have the perfect stalls to mess around in. I push him into one, close and lock the door, then move my hands around his body, those muscles, the way I’ve been craving allnight.
He slides his speedo down his legs and kicks it off with his flip-flops.
“The fuck?” I ask before he whirls around, spreading hislegs.
“Come on. We can make it fast.” He glances over his shoulder, his expression full of desire and fire. “But not toofast.”
I don’t pass the opportunity up. Using some spit and precum, I navigate my way inside him, clawing at his body, enjoying every pant and mutter as he works to keep his noises low, which pisses me off because the sounds he makes are my favoritepart.
“Shoot inside me,” he begs as he jerks himself off. “Give it to me, Eric. I want to walk around with your load up inme.”
