Page 31 of Learning to Run

“I’m not telling Jude to watch Brady better.” Cashel’sstatement had Gareth making a face and shaking his head.

“No, it’s not worth the drama if we do it.” Gareth gave awonderfully manipulative smile as he cuddled back into me. “But Bates can. Theyexpect him to give firm boundaries because he’s a Dom and we haven’t told themyou’re one too.”

“Because that’s private?” I wasn’t sure I’d guessed right,so I wasn’t surprised when I got headshakes from both of them.

“Because it’s confusing.” Cashel’s answer didn’t clear upmuch.

Gareth shrugged, not seeming to have the same logic. “He’snot out of the closet on that…I think there’s a closet for that. Right?”

Cashel went still. “Well, I guess there might be a closet,but it doesn’t seem like something other people needed to know. Brady saidstuff like that can be very private…and I didn’t want to confuse him or arguewith him.”

So it would be confusing to Brady?

I could buy that logic.

So could Gareth. “Oh, yeah, he’s never mentioned light switchesbefore. What if he doesn’t know you can go up and down?”

Cashel snorted, but for the most part, ignored the sillylight comment. “I don’t know what he knows and it just felt like theconversation would get a bit mixed up.”

He probably wasn’t wrong.

“I think we can come up with a good way to explain thesituation to Brady, but we’ll push that down the road a bit. For now, I canthink of something else more fun we should be discussing.” My teasing hadGareth nearly shaking with excitement and left Cashel trying not to laugh.

“My surprise.” Gareth straightened, wiggling and lookinglike he was going to explode any second. “I was so good today. I helped plan agreat date and I was patient and I did my chores and Cash’s so we didn’t haveto hang around here and we could go back to your place for a sleepover.”

His utter confidence that he was spending the night wasadorable but it had Cash sighing. “You’re supposed to ask, not just assume.”

Gareth snorted, giving Cashel a look that said he thought hewas being ridiculous. “He’s my Dom and my boyfriend and he takes care of metoo. Of course, he wants me to sleep over.”

Confidence was so sexy.

Before Cashel could try to inject his own version of logicinto the situation, I gave both of them quick kisses. “And clothes. We keepforgetting. No more walk of shames for Cashel.”

That got a groan from my dramatic boy but a bouncing nodfrom Gareth. “I remembered. Well, something Brady said made me remember but Ihave everything ready and I went and grabbed extra toothbrushes and phone cordsfor your apartment, so we’ll be all set.”

Cashel didn’t seem to know what to say but I didn’t have thesame problem, so I gave my excited boy a kiss. “That’s wonderful planning. NowCashel won’t be embarrassed and I won’t feel bad about having forgotten itagain.”

In my defense, I’d never dated anyone that wanted to leavestuff at my place so I never thought about it until after we were mostly nakedor already orgasmed and were in bed. It probably made me a bad Dom, buteverything was different with them.

Cashel made a stressed sound and shook his head. “If it’sanyone’s fault, it’s mine. I’m the one who’s frustrated by it.”

Gareth didn’t seem to like everyone’s worries, so hedistracted us both with cheek kisses. “Now no one has to worry or apologize andI even picked out your sexy underwear and not the worn-out ones.”

Cashel’s face went through several different colors of redbefore he settled on a cherry color and huffed. “Thank you.”

Laughing probably would’ve made his embarrassment worse, soI was the one distracting everyone that time. “How are we getting your stuffdownstairs? Suitcase? Carry it and confuse the neighbors?”

“Oh—” Gareth’s eyes lit up, but Cashel cut him off.

“Whatever you are thinking, the answer is no.” Glaringadorably, Cashel shook his head. “Duffel bag or something like that. We’re notmoving or trying to become the talk of the building again.”

So I shouldn’t tell him that I’d been asked three times thisweek how things were going and if they’d gotten over the trauma of the spider?

“Fine.” Rolling his eyes, Gareth let out a dramatic sigh.“I’ll be boring.”

I managed not to laugh as Cashel gave him another glare andheaded back to the bedroom to double-check Gareth’s work. Gareth waited untilCashel was out of sight and then perked right up, whispering softly as hegrinned. “I was going to wrap it all up in trash bags like it was a dead body.”

Yep, we’d have been the talk of the building again…andprobably the police station too.

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