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“Who is Harrison? You don’t mean Harrison Jessop, do you?”

“Of course. Harrison is a lovely boy. Very successful entrepreneur.”

“So is Gregory.”

“This isn’t up for debate.”

Was she for real? He was almost thirty years old, and besides, Harrison Jessop was a bigger bottom than Oscar. He was heavily into group action, and had allegedly taken three dicks at once. They would not be compatible, even if Oscar was interested.

“I’ll be taking Gregory to the New Year’s ball, mother. You’ll just have to get used to it.”

“I won’t allow it. I want you to find someone suitable so you can settle down.”

“Okay. I’ll marry Gregory then.”

“You can’t be serious.”

“Why not? I’ve known him for years. He’s handsome, successful, and knows how to deal with all this pompous crap.”

She belted him across the face. It stung like hell, but he held eye contact with her. It wasn’t the first time she’d hit him. He hadn’t been beaten as a child, but a slap if he was mouthy wasn’t unusual. Did he regret what he’d said? Yes, but she was being a bitch.

“Hell will have to freeze over before I allow a Balfour into this family.”

Before he could respond, she stormed off, leaving him wondering what the fuck had just happened.

CHAPTER9

GREGORY

Merry Christmas, Gregory!

What was he doing? With everything in life, he was risk averse, and always weighed up the options before deciding. This was something completely different. He was getting married to his high-school bully, the same guy he’d now had sex with three times. Not only that, but it had been the best sex of his life. His cock was rock hard, and he had to press down on it to get some relief.

He heard someone coming up his stairs, and based on the speed it could only be one person. Gregory quickly grabbed a pillow and made it look like he was cuddling it as Jason barrelled into his room without knocking.

“Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!”

He jumped on the bed and tackled Gregory into a hug. It was a battle to fend off the hug without upsetting Jason, whilst not letting him know Gregory was hard. Jason would have a lot to say about that. Thankfully, Jason’s attempts to cuddle him were causing things to subside, because although Jason was an adorable cutie, he did nothing for Gregory in that way. The only one of their group he’d ever had a mild crush on was Langdon, but their friendship was too important to risk. Besides, from what he could hear from their bedroom, Eric was the one being regularly pounded, so he doubted he and Langdon would be compatible.

“Why are you attacking me?” asked Gregory.

“Daddy Langdon has made breakfast, and your presence is required.”

“I thought we were going to KC’s for breakfast?”

“We are. This is a pre-breakfast breakfast.”

“Well, if you get off me, I can get dressed and join you.”

“You’re no fun,” he said, giving an adorable pout.

Gregory laughed and then flipped Jason onto his back so he could get out of bed. Things had softened, so it was safe.

“What the fuck was that?” asked Jason. “The way you just manhandled me? You’ve given me a stiffy.”

“Stiffy? What are you, twelve?”

Gregory stood up and pulled on his jogging bottoms. He didn’t want to talk about erections with Jason. A conversation like that could only end one way – with Gregory being embarrassed.

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