about us?” Moby asked, pulling up his jeans.
Tossing the towel towards the trashcan, Sean shook his head. “Not a bit, but if they think I’m mistreating you, someone’ll come along and try and rescue you from me.”
“I won’t let them,” Moby said before accepting Sean’s tongue. He jumped when someone pounded on the door.
“You’re getting backed up out here,” Rio called through the door.
Moby grinned. “Later.” He licked Sean’s bottom lip. “You’re still planning on coming to spend the night with us, aren’t you?”
Sean shrugged. “Wouldn’t you rather just stay here with me?”
“Yeah, but I’ve got to take Mom home. I figured it would be easier for you to just pack a bag and spend the night since you’ve already agreed to be with us on Christmas morning anyway.”
“You’re right. That does make sense, but are you sure your mom is okay with it?”
Moby chuckled. “She’s already changed the sheets in the guestroom, but she doesn’t have to know we’ll both be sleeping in it.”
“You just keep trying to get me into trouble.”
Moby reached for the lock on the door. “I guess I don’t have to visit you if it makes you uncomfortable.”
Sean put his hand towards the top of the door to keep Moby from opening it. “I didn’t say that. You’ll just have to keep your moans to a minimum.”
“Speak for yourself ,” Moby shot back with a wink.
* * * *
Leaning with his forearms resting on the bar, Sean tracked Moby as he flitted from table to table taking orders.
“You’ve got it bad,” Rio said.
“Yeah, I do,” Sean confessed. He looked at his friend. “Do you think I’m making a mistake?”
Rio glanced over his shoulder just in time to see Moby stop what he was doing and smile at Sean. “Doesn’t look like it. I’d say he’s as goofy for you as you are for him.” Rio turned to study Sean once again. “Enjoy it. New love is the best feeling in the world.”
Sean glanced towards the end of the bar where Nate was holding court with several of the council members. “Are you saying it’ll change so enjoy it while it lasts?”
Rio finished off his beer and slid his glass towards Sean as he got to his feet. He chuckled and shook his head. “I’m not travelling down that road with you tonight, buddy. I’ve got to get Nate home before Santa Claus gets off shift and wants to slip down his chimney.”
Sean laughed. “You sick fucker.”
Rio shrugged. “Have a good Christmas, Sean.”
“I will. You have the same.” Sean picked up Rio’s glass and set it in the sink. A throat cleared and Sean glanced up. “Can I help…Dad? What’re you doing here?” Sean’s heart started to beat a mile a minute. He hadn’t seen his father since selling his pub in Boston and moving to
Cattle
Valley
.
“Sean,” Devlin greeted with a nod of his head. “How’ve you been?”
“Fine.” Sean tried to shake off his surprised stupor. He spotted Moby walking towards the bar and panic started to set in. “What’re you doing here, Dad?”
“Had some time off so I thought I’d check out the newest of the O’Brien Pubs.”
“Mr. O’Brien?” Moby asked, stepping up beside Sean’s dad.
“Yes,” Devlin answered.
Before Moby had a chance to do it, Sean decided to introduce him. “This is Moby Haines. He works for me.”
Devlin stuck out his hand and shook Moby’s. “Nice to meet you.”
Sean didn’t like the attention his dad was paying Moby. The two men seemed to be communicating without words and the handshake was going on too long. “Moby,” he said, getting his lover’s attention. “I think table six needs a refill.”
Moby opened his mouth to say something but snapped it shut before anything came out. It was easy for Sean to see the hurt in Moby’s green eyes at the curt dismissal. Sean knew he’d have to explain his reaction to his dad’s presence, but Moby should know by now there were certain O’Brien rules he was expected to
Tossing the towel towards the trashcan, Sean shook his head. “Not a bit, but if they think I’m mistreating you, someone’ll come along and try and rescue you from me.”
“I won’t let them,” Moby said before accepting Sean’s tongue. He jumped when someone pounded on the door.
“You’re getting backed up out here,” Rio called through the door.
Moby grinned. “Later.” He licked Sean’s bottom lip. “You’re still planning on coming to spend the night with us, aren’t you?”
Sean shrugged. “Wouldn’t you rather just stay here with me?”
“Yeah, but I’ve got to take Mom home. I figured it would be easier for you to just pack a bag and spend the night since you’ve already agreed to be with us on Christmas morning anyway.”
“You’re right. That does make sense, but are you sure your mom is okay with it?”
Moby chuckled. “She’s already changed the sheets in the guestroom, but she doesn’t have to know we’ll both be sleeping in it.”
“You just keep trying to get me into trouble.”
Moby reached for the lock on the door. “I guess I don’t have to visit you if it makes you uncomfortable.”
Sean put his hand towards the top of the door to keep Moby from opening it. “I didn’t say that. You’ll just have to keep your moans to a minimum.”
“Speak for yourself ,” Moby shot back with a wink.
* * * *
Leaning with his forearms resting on the bar, Sean tracked Moby as he flitted from table to table taking orders.
“You’ve got it bad,” Rio said.
“Yeah, I do,” Sean confessed. He looked at his friend. “Do you think I’m making a mistake?”
Rio glanced over his shoulder just in time to see Moby stop what he was doing and smile at Sean. “Doesn’t look like it. I’d say he’s as goofy for you as you are for him.” Rio turned to study Sean once again. “Enjoy it. New love is the best feeling in the world.”
Sean glanced towards the end of the bar where Nate was holding court with several of the council members. “Are you saying it’ll change so enjoy it while it lasts?”
Rio finished off his beer and slid his glass towards Sean as he got to his feet. He chuckled and shook his head. “I’m not travelling down that road with you tonight, buddy. I’ve got to get Nate home before Santa Claus gets off shift and wants to slip down his chimney.”
Sean laughed. “You sick fucker.”
Rio shrugged. “Have a good Christmas, Sean.”
“I will. You have the same.” Sean picked up Rio’s glass and set it in the sink. A throat cleared and Sean glanced up. “Can I help…Dad? What’re you doing here?” Sean’s heart started to beat a mile a minute. He hadn’t seen his father since selling his pub in Boston and moving to
Cattle
Valley
.
“Sean,” Devlin greeted with a nod of his head. “How’ve you been?”
“Fine.” Sean tried to shake off his surprised stupor. He spotted Moby walking towards the bar and panic started to set in. “What’re you doing here, Dad?”
“Had some time off so I thought I’d check out the newest of the O’Brien Pubs.”
“Mr. O’Brien?” Moby asked, stepping up beside Sean’s dad.
“Yes,” Devlin answered.
Before Moby had a chance to do it, Sean decided to introduce him. “This is Moby Haines. He works for me.”
Devlin stuck out his hand and shook Moby’s. “Nice to meet you.”
Sean didn’t like the attention his dad was paying Moby. The two men seemed to be communicating without words and the handshake was going on too long. “Moby,” he said, getting his lover’s attention. “I think table six needs a refill.”
Moby opened his mouth to say something but snapped it shut before anything came out. It was easy for Sean to see the hurt in Moby’s green eyes at the curt dismissal. Sean knew he’d have to explain his reaction to his dad’s presence, but Moby should know by now there were certain O’Brien rules he was expected to
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