“I also need to know you’re eating three meals a day, and not crap from takeaways.”
Jason gasped. He couldn’t be serious, could he?
Patrick chuckled. “I don’t mind you having the odd treat, but you need to eat properly. The gym will only do so much.”
“Is there anything else?”
“Are you being a brat?” he asked, his voice stern.
Jason wondered if he could push him, then decided against it. He was looking forward to seeing his brothers later, so he’d behave. He shook his head and fluttered his eyelashes.
“You’ll have to wait until next year to come now!”
“What the fuck?”
Patrick raised an eyebrow with a smirk on his face. It took Jason a few seconds to catch up. He laughed and nodded at Patrick to continue.
“If you get overwhelmed or upset about anything, I’m the first person you call. I’ve programmed your number so it’ll always ring. If you need me, I’ll always answer.”
“What if it’s a work thing? I might need to talk about a case or something.”
“I’ll leave the employment law expertise to you, but you should still call me whenever you’re upset. You can still talk to your brothers, but I want you to call me first. It’s my job to look after you when you’re upset.”
“But I get overwhelmed all the time.”
“Then call me all the time.”
“Okay, Daddy.”
“Now, let’s get a shower.”
“Ooh. Can I suck your cock?”
He couldn’t take another pounding, even if they had time. He was still a bit too sore.
“Of course, but remember, you can’t come until after midnight.”
“What?” he shrieked. “I thought you were joking.”
“Get in the shower, boy. I’ll be there in a minute.”
Jason jumped up and ran to the bathroom, peeling his clothes off. There was no way his daddy was going to let him go out without an orgasm, was he?
Jason couldn’t believe Patrick had followed through. He’d unloaded down Jason’s throat and then left him hanging. Jason had tried to wank himself off in the shower, but that got him a warning about being made to wait another twenty-four hours if he didn’t control himself. He’d been sulking on their way into Soho, but Patrick had just kept smiling at him. Once he’d seen his brothers, he’d relaxed into the evening, though. He was going to get his own back on Patrick later, who for now could be at his beck and call. He seemed to like it, anyway.
“Daddy, can you get me another drink?”
Patrick kissed Jason gently on the temple, and he preened under the open affection. Patrick asked whether anyone else wanted a drink before heading to the bar with Sebastian and Max. Eric was working, which left it as just the brothers.
“Come on, spill it,” said Charlie. “What’s going on with you and Patrick?”
“We’re together now.”
Charlie smiled, as did Paolo. Langdon frowned.
“What’s got you looking like that, grumps?” asked Jason.
“And you’re okay with the whole daddy thing?”
