Perfect Fit(90)

I was happy and relieved to see all of our friends show up at our new house to help us unload the furniture and boxes. I thought maybe it wouldn’t take as long with all of the guys pitching in to help and I would have more alone time with Miller so I could give him his gift from me. Actually, it was more like a gift to myself. We had taken the time to label the boxes so it would be easier to sort through all of our stuff, but even so, it took us until lunchtime to get all the boxes and furniture unloaded then moved into the designated areas.

Miller and I wanted to focus most of the energy into having Lucas and Lily’s rooms perfect for when they came to our new home for the first time. It was the home they’d share with us until they went to college and maybe longer. They would have sleepovers here and birthday parties. We’d celebrate all of the holidays as a family in the home that Miller and I bought together. I called in an order for pizza and soft drinks to be delivered to feed the guys and then we set about putting the beds together. I wasn’t so much worried about our bed, because we could work on our room once the guys left. Hell, I’d sleep on a concrete floor as long as Miller was beside me.

“Pizza’s here,” Liam hollered up the stairs. His announcement was met with a chorus of “thank God” from all corners of the house.

“Be right down, Ace.” Jack’s reply made me smile. He had changed so much since he allowed himself to love Liam. I was pretty certain that people were saying similar things about me. Jack looked up from drilling a screw to secure the headboard of Lily’s bed to a side rail and caught me smiling at him. “What?” He groused.

“Nothing.” I shrugged and laughed which earned myself a dangerous scowl from the big guy. “There’s the look I’m used to seeing on your face.”

“That’s because you were always looking my guy up and down like he was your next feast.” Jack replied with a smirk.

“He wasn’t your guy then,” I corrected him. “I was just admiring the scenery. I never hit on him.”

“He was always my guy, even when I didn’t admit it to myself. You never hit on him because of the look I gave you.” Jack tilted his head to the side and dared me to argue his point, but I couldn’t. “That’s what I thought,” he said smugly before giving the bed a hard shake to make sure it held firm. “Let’s eat.”

Chase and Gray were stepping out of the downstairs half bath when I came downstairs. I could tell by the looks on their faces that they had just been screwing in my bathroom. “You boys work up an appetite in there?” There was no way I was letting them off the hook. They were still giving me and Miller crap every time we went over to their house. “I hope you cleaned up after yourselves and washed your hands.” Jack laughed as he walked passed us on his way to the kitchen.

“That’s a well-crafted vanity cabinet you have in there,” Chase said then followed after Jack.

“It was his idea.” Gray pointed at his husband’s retreating back, earning himself a middle finger in return. “I just did that, baby, but we can go again if you insist.”

“Let’s get you some lunch first, Clark. Wait, you have secret superpowers so you don’t need time to recharge like the rest of us mere mortals.”

“I’d hate to knock you on your ass in your very own house, Bruce, but I’ll do it if I must.” Gray brought his fists up, bounced on his feet, and playfully jabbed at me for a few seconds.

“Grayson, get in here and eat,” Chase called firmly from the kitchen.

“Uh oh, someone’s in trouble.” I covered my mouth with my hand and widened my eyes in pretend fright.

“That goes for you too, Jagger,” Chase said. Gray pointed his finger at me and laughed because I was in trouble too. Scary that the two of us were responsible for young lives, but I felt strongly that our playfulness would come in handy many times while raising kids.

Liam was receiving affectionate kisses from Jack when I walked into the kitchen. It wasn’t overtly PDA, but it was more than he showed in the beginning of their relationship. I was happy for both of them. Liam moved to D.C. to find his brother but he sure found a hell of a lot more than that. He found all of us - a beautiful, but dysfunctional, family - and a man who would love him until the end of time. Fuck! I was sounding like a lame ass greeting card. I had the urge to feel between my legs to see if my balls were still attached.

Miller handed me a paper plate with a few slices of pizza on it. “Cute aren’t they?”

“Did you guys pick a wedding date, yet?” Chase asked them.