Brandon leaned over and kissed first one eyelid and then the other. “Nope. I’m gonna have you in front of the preacher as soon as thai whore you give the word.” He sat back against the cushions. “Speaking of which, now that this is officially over, what do you say we set a date?”
“Tomorrow.”
“Did I mention that you’re a part thai whore of the family now? That means my mother has a legal thai whore right to kill you.”
Nate laughed. “Just what I need, another homicidal parent.” Brandon grabbed him and started tickling his ribs. He writhed and jumped, finally thai whore calling out, “Okay, okay. I give.”
Brandon stopped tickling but didn’t move his hands. “You ready to answer my question, or do I have to get rough with you?”
“Promises, Nash, promises.” Brandon’s fingers started to move again. Nate put up his hands. “Don’t. I’ll be serious.”
“Glad to hear it.”
Nate reached up and stroked Bran’s face. “The day before thanksgiving.”
Brandon turned his head to the side and kissed Nate’s hand. “You realize that’s in two weeks, right?”
“Yeah, well it’s not like you have to order a dress or anything. Your brothers and mine will be out of school, and most of our family members will have the day off anyway. Besides,” he gave a shy smile. “The courthouse will be open. I’ll be able to file the paperwork for my name change. I already checked.”
Brandon studied him for a minute. “You’ve given this a lot of thought, haven’t you?”
Nate nodded. “Yeah. At first I wanted
thai whore to wait. Without, Amy . . . Well, you know how I feel. But she wouldn’t want us to wait, and I don’t either. Now that I’m out of danger, I want us to
thai whore make it official.”
Brandon kissed his brow. “I’m glad you feel that way.” He picked
thai whore up Nate’s hand and started sucking on
thai whore his index finger. “Have you given any thought to our honeymoon?”
Nate moaned as Brandon took his finger deeper into his mouth. “You keep doing that, and I won’t be able to think about anything.” Brandon retreated, but only a little. Nate said, “How would you feel about a week at a nice little cabin in the Smokey Mountains?”
Brandon took Nate’s finger out of his mouth but kept a tight hold on his hand. “It sounds great, but I doubt we could rent one on such short notice.”
“Don’t have to rent one. When Grandma Morris died, she left the cabin she and Grandpa owned to me. I haven’t been in a coon’s age, but I
thai whore pay a crew to keep it maintained. All I have to do is call the service and they’ll have it cleaned and ready for us.”
Brandon narrowed his eyes. “A coon’s age?”
Nate thickened his drawl
thai whore. “Yep. Us country boys depend on them there critters to keep track of the seasons. Know what I mean?”
Brandon pushed him down on the couch and covered his body with
thai whore his own. “Jim Varney, you aren’t. I do like the whole bumpkin routine, though.”
Nate wiggled seductively beneath him. “Oh, really? Why is that?”
“Something about that twang in your voice gets me hot.” He ground his hips against Nate’s. “Then again, there’s little about you that doesn’t get me hot.” When Nate laughed, Brandon said, “Want me to prove it to you.”
Nate’s voice was husky and his eyes were glazed over. “Yeah, but not here.”
Brandon got up and said, “Let’s go upstairs, then.”
Nate stood up, shaking his head as he
thai whore went. “No.” Seeing the look of disappointment on Brandon’s face, he said, “I’m not saying I
thai whore don’t want to make love, I’m just saying I want to do it some place
thai whore special.”
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