And Gene was to the point.
“We areNOTdeviating from our plans because of the goblin. If Corbin is bored and wants to follow us around, so be it. If he catches me balls deep in my hot Native’s ass, so be it. That’s a whole other session of therapy he’ll have to attend with his therapist then.”
Ethan laughed.
Oh, and if he saw what they’d planned on doing, that was likely the outcome.
“I’m having a hap-happy sunny holiday in the sand, and in Ethan Blackhawk.”
Oh, he only hoped that would be accurate.
Only, now, this posed an important point.
“We can’t ignore them once they pop out at us,” Ethan admitted.
Gene laughed.
“If those two nuts are crazy enough to‘pop’out at me, while I’m still twitchy over shit like Javier Hughes, they deserve to get terrorized and ignored.”
When Ethan was just staring at him, Gene sighed.
“Fine. We’ll spend time with them,” he said, and then muttered under his breath. “I’m going to be bitchy, so don’t be shocked.”
Blackhawk had to hide a smile.
“We’ll have dinner with them,” Ethan stated, “but other than that, I’m pretty sure as soon as you make an appearance in thatSpeedo, they’ll be out of there pretty damn fast.”
He grinned.
Speaking ofSpeedos…
He pulled Ethan’s very tiny crotch-covering from his pocket and handed it to him.
“Sex, then sun. In that order. Wear that. I want to watch you jog up from the water in it. That’s going to fuel a year’s worth of fantasies until we can come back again next year.”
Well, that sounded like a plan to him.
Because he didn’t want the whole bus of people to see the scandalous thing meant only for his man’s eyes, Ethan took it, and tucked it in his pocket.
“Oh, so, are we coming back?” he asked, curiously.
He nodded.
“I want this Christmas present every year. Hell! In fact, let’s go on Christmas. I’m good with that. Or Easter. Or Hannukah. I’ll convert to have the sexy gift that will keep on giving.”
That amused his man.
If that was what Gene wanted, he’d love to make that happen. It beat working a case in the snow and sleet ofPhiladelphiaany day.
That was for damn sure.
This was the holiday that would keep on giving.
As they reached the resort, Corbin and Will were likely taking a later shuttle there, so Gene knew he had some time before the Crotch-Goblin pestilence appeared and tried to rob him of his fun.
Oh, and never let it be said that Gene couldn’t, and wouldn’t, use his time wisely.
When they arrived at the resort, they got in line, holding hands. They were going to get checked in, and then, they were going to let the games begin.
