Forgive me

After talking to Marco, Nash and Nixon spoke to me and explained what was going on. As much as I wanted to be angry with Marco, it made sense. He may be a lot of things, but with social cues, he does not pick up on things. Jasper stayed with us for a few days, and one night he came back after working a double to find Marco in our living room. He looked at him and was about to go upstairs when Marco said, "Wait." He turned and looked at Marco. "What? What do you want, Marco? Shouldn't you be with your boyfriend?" "But I am," he answered, confused. "No, your boyfriend that can't wait to see you." Jasper's tone was cold. "But I don't understand. I explained everything to Nash and Nixon. Why are you still mad at me?" "Do you expect me to believe that bullshit?" He huffed. "But they said they explained everything to you. Why don't you believe me?" He said while getting upset. "Marco, the only mistake you made was getting caught," Jasper informed him. Marco stood there even more confused until someone walked in and said, "Really? You will act like that?" They turned to see Paul standing there. "What are you doing here, Paul?" Jasper asked him. "I'm here to beat some sense into you," he answered him. "Look, I'm tired, and it's been a long day," Jasper mentioned as he turned to go upstairs. "Yeah, I don't care. I'm tired of traveling, but here I am," Paul remarked. Marco turned to Paul. "Paul, why won't he believe me? He said he loved me but won't believe me. What did I do wrong?" "Nothing Marco and Jasper know that. Unless Jasper has been doing things he shouldn't be," he said to him as they both looked at Jasper. "Whoa hold up. I am not cheating on Marco," Jasper replied defensively. "Really because people will accuse someone of doing something they aren't doing, when in fact, they are doing it themselves," Paul accused him. "Don't fucking analyze me, Paul. I'm not one of your patients." "Then you should know Marco doesn't get the concept of cheating," he refuted Jasper. They all stood there as we walked in. I sat down in a chair as Nash said, "Okay enough." The three of them looked at Nash. "We aren't in school anymore. We're grown adults and out of school. Arguing over a simple text message isn't getting anyone anywhere." He looked at Jasper. "But I agree with Paul. You better come to clean Jasper." "But I never cheated on Marco! How the hell was I supposed to when I'm so busy at work? Who the hell has the time?" He asked, defensively. "Then I guess we are at a stalemate," Nash said to him. "What?" Jasper looked at him, confused. Nash walked over and whistled. His brothers came in, grabbing Marco and Jasper. What happened next was pure gold. "I can't believe this! Will you untie me?" Jasper barked. "Nah, uh, not until you two kiss and makeup," Nixon answered. We stood there as the Marco and Jasper tied together, facing each other. I got to hand it to the boys, with tying up people, they are pretty quick about it. "Yeah, because you two have some issues, and we aren't letting you go until you resolve them," Noah mentioned. "But why did you tie us up?" He asked them. "Because obviously, we tried to do this the old fashion way, which never works," Nathan added. "So, we did it our way," Nolan commented. "And what way is that?" He asked them with furrowed brows. "The Gray brother's way," they all answered. "Maggie! Aren't you going to do something?" Jasper yelled. "Sorry, but I'm a Gray now, and I would like my house back. So, you two need to kiss and make up," I answered him. There's something about being a Gray that makes life more entertaining. Now I understood what Lucille meant. While most people didn't appreciate her crazy antics, I did. She wasn't stupid, but she was far from boring. Being a Gray meant life was never dull. It wasn't always sunshine and roses, but it was never dull. She was preparing me for when I eventually became a Gray. I need to call her. I did just that. "Who are you calling?" Nash asked me. "Grammy, it's been a while since I talked to her," I answered. Hello? "Hey Grammy," I greeted her. Maggie! How are things, my precious granddaughter? "Oh, you know, pretty good. Babies are moving like crazy," I answered. Do you know what you're having? "Not yet," I said to her. As I carried on a conversation with Grammy, the boys all looked at me. It was a lovely conversation. We talked about different things. She filled me in on what was going on with her, and I filled her in about the bakery. They watched me as I had a conversation until I said, "Grammy, I was wondering if you would help me with a little problem?" Sure, honey, what do you need? "Well, it seems like Jasper won't listen to reason, so I was wondering if you could come here and talk some sense in him?" I asked her. Their eyes widened as Jasper said, "I'll listen! Please!" "I'm not sure he truly understands yet. Here let me put you on speaker," I said to her as I hit the speaker button. Jasper? "Yes," Jasper said to her. Don't be an idiot. Because that's what you're being. That's the problem with these phones nowadays. Everyone has to text, and no one talks anymore. "But, but I know what I saw," he whined. Oh, quit your whining. You're a grown-ass man. Start acting like it. Marco may be a lot of things, but a cheat isn't one. Although I don't understand the whole guy on guy love thing but to each their own. Now kiss and makeup, then leave my grandchildren's home or expect a visit from moi. Jasper looked at us as we looked back at him, then turned to Marco and promptly kissed him. Their kiss was passionate, and he pulled back. "I'm sorry. Forgive me?" "Oh, honey, I already did. But please don't leave me," Marco begged him. "Never," Jasper assured him. Okay, okay, we all get it. Now untie Jasper and Marco so they can get it on at their house and I got to go. I will be there for when the babies come. Nathan, you're next. With that, she hung up. "Great, just what I need, two crazy women for the price of one," Nathan grumbled. They untied Marco and Jasper, who made out in our living room. We all left and turned off the lights. I didn't even want to know what they were doing. All I wanted was my bed. I changed and waddled towards the bed with Nash helping me into it. "Interesting that you called Grammy," he said to me. "Well, I figure if anyone could knock some sense in them, it's her," I grunted as I got into bed. That was the thing when you have over one baby. You get a lot bigger than expected. The doctor was monitoring me carefully, and depending on how far I could make it depended on when the babies were coming. I laid down, and Nash got up, hovering over me. "Now that's settled, how about we have some fun?" I looked at him as he reached under my nightshirt and slid my panties down, removing them. Then he pushed down his sweats and positioned himself between my legs. He gripped my thighs and slid into me. Thrusting in and out, we both groaned as we enjoyed the many pleasures we were receiving. My body was going crazy as he continued, and I was in a euphoric state. It was amazing. Then we finally released together. I had to admit, that was a perk to pregnancy. It heightened everything. Nash ended up lying down next to me and pulled me close to him. I felt his hand on my belly, and with that, we both drifted off to sleep.