Everybody picked their seat and grabbed a menu. Max pulled our chairs together so they were touching. I couldn’t have agreed more with his idea. Diogo and Lucy were sitting next to each other, and even though Lucy was chatting to Micah, who I now knew she’d known since she was a baby, Diogo had a possessive hold on her hand.
“Look, baby,” I whispered in Max’s ear so he’d look at the teenagers.
For a moment, I thought he was going to go all big brother on them, but he smiled and then turned to me, giving me a light kiss on the lips. “They do make a really cute couple, don’t they?”
“Uh-huh.” I nodded.
I looked around the rest of the table and realized that we hadn’t actually made any introductions. It didn’t seem necessary with Fernando and Peter who were busy chatting about legal stuff.
It took a ridiculous amount of time for everyone to decide what they wanted to eat. It felt like a true family get together, and I hoped this would be the first of many.
Once the server left us, possibly to take some headache pills before putting our order through, Max got up.
“Can I have your attention, please?” Once everybody was looking at him, he sat down again and took my hand.
“I feel like the last twenty-four hours have been a crazy rollercoaster, but before I say what I want to say, I’d like to make sure we all know each other.” He laughed and looked at me. “Micah, this is Isaac, the guy whose strength and courage I’ve been stealing for the last week. I don’t think I could have done any of this without him.”
Then he introduced Fernando and Diogo. I didn’t miss how Micah looked at Fernando. From his statement earlier, it seemed that Micah had been in love with Lucy’s mom, but maybe he was also into men. I didn’t know if Fernando was gay, but he was definitely oblivious to Micah’s gaze while he talked to Peter.
The food was delicious, and after being awake for over twenty-four hours, I felt that I could fall asleep right there in the restaurant, leaning against Max’s warm, broad shoulders.
“So what happens now?” Fernando asked.
We all looked at Peter.
“Legally, it’s all about filing the right paperwork to make sure things like the child support payments are set up to the account Max wants them to go to, and ensuring Max is listed on all the important things that relate to Lucy, including the trust fund. It’s really just boring administration. The exciting stuff is over.”
“I can live without that kind of excitement,” Max said, and I raised my glass in agreement.
“Lucy will go back to school now and work on catching up with what she missed, and I guess we’ll have to go shopping to make her room a little more personal,” Max said to her.
“What do you say, Lucy?”
“Hell yeah!” She high-fived Max.
“Max, I’ve gotta say I never pictured you as the kind of guy who’d attend a PTA evening before,” Peter said.
“Hey, I’m a male nurse. The moms are gonna love me.”
“As long as the dads keep their hands on the moms,” I added.
“Maybe not all the dads.” Max’s eyes on me were dark, piercing and full of desire.
“No!” Lucy shouted with her hands covering her ears and her eyes shut.
There was a collective laugh from the adults and more groans from the teenagers.
* * *
“Oh fuck, damn, fuck…” I was trying to be quiet, but with Max hitting my prostate with every thrust, I was not only losing control of my body, I was also losing control of my mind and my mouth.
“Shhh, baby, keep quiet. I can’t get the shower to run any louder,” Max said in my ear.
I wanted to direct my swearing at him, but I couldn’t when everything he was doing was making me feel was so damned good.
“Jesus Christ, you’re killing me.”
He withdrew from me and turned me around so my back was against the tiles. In a swift move, he picked me up, so I wrapped my legs around his waist and held on to his shoulders.
