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"For a second, I was terrified I was going to have to endure a salad made by you."

"Ha. Ha. I'll have you know, I can make a salad."

"From a prepared salad kit."

I laughed and rose from the table. "Still a salad. Now, eat your damned toast."

As Brody munched away, I turned down the bed and arranged the pillows so his casts would be supported away from his body. He could probably manage it himself, but he liked me to undress him every night. Doing so usually led to a blowjob. Tonight wasn't any different.

His cock was hard by the time I eased off his sweatpants and underwear. Once I had him arranged in bed, I slipped between his legs on my stomach and sucked him off.

I loved the taste of his release on my tongue. His cum belonged inside me. I never wanted this man to leave my side. The thought of one day moving back to my apartment was devastating.

This was home. Here with Brody.

As usual, the drinks were flowing for the Sunday meeting of the Salish Sea Society. Ethan and Liam were bickering about bottoming again. I had to agree with Ethan. There was nothing like being filled by your sexual partner. Having your prostate stimulated until you came hands-free.

Brody and I had been having plenty of sex.

There was something else I needed to share, though.

"I have something I need to talk about," I said loud enough to get everyone's attention.

The group hushed.

"Okay," I started. "As you all know, I'm bringing Brody to the barbeque. The poor man is going to have to endure you all. What I'm asking is that you keep the energy level under control."

Ethan tipped his head. "Why?"

Brody had given his permission. "Because Brody is on the autism spectrum, which means he can get overstimulated. He made it through the gala, so I'm expecting him to be all right. But he knows how much you all mean to me and that's making him overly anxious already."

"What do we need to know?" Owen asked. "We want him to feel comfortable."

"Just stay chill until he gets used to you. No loud exuberant debates."

Liam screwed up his brow. "But he does fine at the pub and it's noisy in here."

"Like I said, hanging out with you all is important to him. It's put him on edge. When he's nervous like this, he can shut down a little. It's his way of protecting his mind. I need you to understand that his speaking may come across as curt. He doesn't mean anything by it. He wants to converse and get to know you. Just sometimes, his brain doesn't cooperate."

"I was over at their place a week ago," Liam said. "He opened up after a bit."

Their place.

That sounded nice. The thought made me grin. "You're going to love him once you get to know him."

"He makes you crazy happy," Owen said. "That's all I care."

"You still sworn off dating, Owen?" Ethan asked. "Noah found a good one."

"Brody literally targeted Noah in a busy pub. Can't see that happening for me."

"Yeah, that was kind of a creepy beginning, Noah," Ethan said.

"His autistic brain thought it was a good idea," I replied. "It worked out for the best."

Liam shoved me. "Now … you're living a life filled with bliss." I frowned. Liam rubbed my shoulder. "What did I say? Feels like I hit a nerve."

I needed to talk about it. "A little over a month from now, Brody will get his casts off and not need me anymore. I'll be moving back to my apartment."

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