Chapter 76
He was also interested to note that Rush wasn’t in the least fazed by the luxury of their surroundings. The boy was so unpretentious it was hard to remember he’d lived with this for most of his life.
“Would you like to see what’s upstairs? That’s where the five of us will be sleeping,” Rush said. “Mopp, you get a room to yourself. If you…er…meet someone at the wedding you’d like to bring back here, you’ll have some privacy.”
Mopp turned bright red, and Tom hid a grin. He suspected their little country boy was still a virgin, but he had no intention of bringing that up.
“Let’s go!” Thaddeus grabbed Rush’s hand and bounded toward the spiral staircase, the girls at their heels.
They didn’t notice the almost painful blush that colored Billy Bob’s cheeks, or the wistful glance he sent after Jan before he began climbing the staircase after them.
Tom shook his head. Knowing Jan, there was no way this could have a happy ending.
“Ready to go up and take a look, buddy?” Jack asked.
“You bet.”
“What’s wrong?”
Apparently his enthusiasm wasn’t as authentic as he’d thought. “I have the feeling Billy Bob has a crush on Jan.”
“Uh oh.”
“Yeah. That’s what’s wrong.” There wasn’t anything he could do for Billy Bob just then, so he pushed the worry out of his mind.
They both sighed and followed the youngsters at a more leisurely pace.
“Getting old, buddy?”
“Bite your tongue, Jack, I’m three years younger than you.”
“I’d rather bite your tongue.” Jack gave Tom a look that even after all this time went straight to his cock.
“Hold that thought.”
“Okay.” Jack grinned and strolled into the first of the three bedrooms on the upper level.
And he knows I’ll be watching his ass. For a moment Tom lost himself in the wonder of his lover’s ass, so tight and firm and—
Jack came to a halt and let out a low whistle, and Tom bumped into him. Jack looked over his shoulder, grinning. “I’m happy to see you, too, babe.” He’d felt Tom’s erection.
Tom blushed and adjusted his trousers, then stepped around Jack to examine the bedroom.
“This one is ours,” Tad declared, giving the girls and Mopp a hard stare. It had a queen-sized bed and an armoire that opened to reveal a TV as well as drawers for their clothing, and a small alcove to hang his suit and Rush’s tux.
Jan looked as if she were about to object, but Rebecca had walked through the shared bathroom and called, “Oh! Come look at this.”
That bedroom had two double beds, a dresser with a TV on top, an alcove similar to the other bedroom’s for hanging their dresses, and French doors that opened onto a small balcony complete with a pair of chaises and a small table between them.
“Bet you’re sorry you chose the other room now,” Jan declared smugly.
“The balcony is a plus, but the beds are too short for me.” Thaddeus shrugged. “We’ll stay where we are, thanks.”
Meanwhile, Billy Bob had gone to examine the last bedroom. He lingered in the doorway, and Tom came up behind him. “What do you think?”
The young man stared at him with huge eyes. “I’ve never seen anything like this.”
“Is this okay?” Rush asked. “It’s the smallest of the rooms—”
“It’s perfect.”
“Are you sure?”
“You bet!” Billy Bob grinned. “It’s bigger than my bedroom back home.”
Rush still seemed concerned. “I know the TVs up here are smaller, and we’ll have to raid the mini bar downstairs if we want any snacks, but it…it was the best I could get on short notice.”
“Short notice?” Thaddeus’s jaw dropped. “You called them four months ago, Rushboy.”
“June is the month for weddings, so families like to book for out-of-town guests well in advance.”
“Well, if this is the best you could get, I suppose we’ll just have to make do.” And he gave a put-upon sigh.
Rush actually looked worried, and Tom was going to cuff Thaddeus’s head when Jack did it for him.
“This is fine, Rush.”
Thaddeus gave his father an injured look, which was spoiled by the laughter in his eyes.
“That’s great.” Rush’s face lit with a relieved smile. “Let’s get unpacked, and then if you don’t mind,” he looked from Tom to Jack, “I thought I could show Tad, Becca, Mopp, and Jan the sights? Since this is my hometown.”
“I don’t mind. Do you mind, Tommy?” Jack’s back was to the kids, and he waggled his eyebrows.
“No.” Tom swallowed a grin. “That sounds like a good idea.”
“Come on, buddy,” Jack called over his shoulder. “You don’t want your suit to get all wrinkled, do you?” And he went back down the stairs and into the bedroom on the lower level.