No need to expand the pool house, only the bed.
Baby boy
Are they fucking? Seriously?
Jax always jumps straight to fucking. In his eyes, everybody is fucking.
Reece
Yes, and the twins are obsessed. Be prepared.
Okay, maybe everybodyisfucking.
Baby boy
That’s awesome!Your partner gonna stick around?
Reece
I’ll let you know soon. He’s at a meeting with Bennett.
Holy shit, Jax and Reece are getting along, talking civilly. When did that start?
Baby boy
When do we leave for your sister’s wedding?
Reece
Tuesday. You don’t have to come.
Baby boy
And miss spending Christmas with my other boyfriend’s family? Never.
Three dots pop up and disappear. I stare at Jax until his head lifts and our eyes connect. I arch a brow, and he gives me that shit-eating grin.
My phone buzzes in my hand, a message from him outside the group chat.
Baby boy
Don’t give me that death glare unless you plan on doing something about it.
I type, “He’s your boyfriend now too?” then delete it. AmIhis boyfriend? He jokes about it, but do secrets really need labels? We’re together as a unit, including Reece. But…I don’t want him with Reece—not that Reece is interested in him. I don’t want Jax with anyone other than Aurora…who I share with Reece.
What does that say about me? About Jax and me?
My phone vibrates in my hand, and my mental crisis is averted.
Reece
I know you’re only fucking with me, but you can’t say that shit around my parents. Not at my sister’s wedding.
Jax and I exchange a glance. Reece doesn’t talk much. We know little about his past, except that he grew up in the South, played football, and joined the military at eighteen or nineteen. When Reece was in surgery, Charlie called his family. We weren’t present for the conversation, and they never visited. A week ago, after I mentioned planning a Christmas babymoon, Reece brought up his sister’s wedding. We were reluctantly invited, for Aurora’s sake.
Baby boy
Are you trying to tell me they’re homophobic?
