My Grumpy Old Bear - Jayda Marx Page 0,65

message was calling you his good boyfriend. I’m so sorry.”

“Me too,” Jay added, wiping away the moisture on his own face.

“Brooks, I would never cheat on you,” I sniffled. “I told you that in the beginning. You should have trusted me. Yeah, that text looks bad, but you know me and that I wouldn’t do anything like that. You know how much I love you.”

“Do you still love me?” he asked as more tears fell.

“God, you’re such a dumbass,” Jay scoffed, wiping his face again.

I huffed a shaky laugh. “You really are.”

“I really am,” Brooks agreed. He took me in his arms again and kissed the side of my head and down my neck. “I love you so much, Noah.”

“I love you too, honeybear.”

Jay snorted. “Honeybear.”

Brooks whipped his head around to scowl at his son. “Apologize to your stepdad!” Jay burst into laughter and Brooks and I joined him. We chuckled as we wiped away tears. Brooks cupped my cheeks again and looked at me seriously. “Noah, will you come home?”

“It’s still my home?”

“It’s your home for as long as you can stand living with my cranky ass.”

“So forever, then?”

He kissed me with trembling lips. “Forever.” I nodded and he kissed me again.

“Okay, now that you two are back together and we’re all friends again, can we clean this mess up out of the floor?” Jay asked. “It’s giving me chest pains.”

I tipped my head back and laughed at how alike he and Brooks were. My man fervently nodded his agreement and picked up the bear, candy and flowers.

“These are for you,” he said, holding out the gifts.

“Aw, a bear from my honeybear,” I gushed, taking the huge plush animal and giving it a squeeze.

“Oh my god,” Jay groaned. “I’d puke if I had anything in my stomach.”

“You guys didn’t eat?” I asked, looking between them.

Brooks looked offended. “Of course we didn’t! I went to the restaurant to kick some ass, but once I met Jay and realized what was going on, we came straight here. Well, after a stop at the store.”

Jay coughed. “Wal-Mart!” He coughed again. Brooks glared at him and I laughed. These two were gonna be fun together.

“Well, come on in and I’ll order a pizza or something.”

“No need,” Brooks grinned proudly. “I brought Bagel Bites and cheesecake.” Jay held up the bags in his hands.

I shook my head. “You and your goddamn Bagel Bites.”

The men came inside and we heated up the pizza bagels and devoured them and the cheesecake as we talked and laughed. What started out as the worst night of my life turned into one of the best. I loved watching Jay and Brooks interact with each other; if I didn’t know they’d been apart for twenty seven years, I never would have guessed. They teased the hell out of one another, but I could feel the love between them already.

And I definitely felt the love from my man. He doted on me all night, feeding me bagels and then rubbing my feet while Jay accused him of being dick whipped. Brooks just nodded his agreement.

Once all the food was gone and we’d talked halfway through the night, we decided we should get everyone home; Jay and I had to go to work in the morning. Brooks carried all of my gifts down to his SUV and insisted I let him drive me home. He said he’d take me to work the next day; he was seriously making up for upsetting me.

We dropped Jay back off at his car, which was still parked at Chez Pierre. I made us all a new reservation for the following Monday, and Brooks announced it was his treat. I didn’t fight him; if my man wanted to spoil me, I’d just have to suffer through. I was just glad we had more plans with Jay, and that he seemed excited to see us both again.

When Brooks and I returned home, I cried again at the sight of the vase and roses I bought him scattered across the floor. Brooks quickly cleaned it all up and ushered me to the bathroom and into the shower. He scrubbed my body clean beneath the hot water and rubbed my back until I was relaxed and happy again. Then he dropped to his knees and sucked my dick until I burst and drank every drop I gave him. When I offered to do the same for him, he waved me off, saying the night was all about me.

He dried my