have something up my sleeve and I think it will shock you how thoughtful I am, and then you’re going to feel bad about this.”
“Doubtful.” Adam slapped the bar and walked away to serve Craig who was giving us the stink eye.
“He’d better be careful. He’s up for a month ban if Adam catches him doing that,” I said.
Aiden glanced up, seeing Craig. “Some people never learn. Remember when he was banned for a week last year? Dude cried outside the bar for two nights, complaining how bad the tourist bar was. He claims he still has flashbacks when he sees UGGS.”
We laughed and took our drinks to the table his parents were sitting at. We chatted and Adam came over to take our order when his two evening bartenders came in. He sat with us to eat but then claimed he had work in the back to get done.
“So Jensen,” Mr. Adler said as we were sipping after-dinner drinks. “When were you going to tell us you were defiling our son?” The delivery was so smooth and flat I wasn’t sure if he was kidding.
I glanced between him and Mrs. Adler but they were both deadpan, nothing given away. I kicked Aiden under the table. He shook his head.
“Let up guys. You’re scaring him,” Aiden said, exasperated.
“You think after being at our house as much as he was as a kid, he’d know our humor by now,” Mr. Adler replied.
“He hangs out with Adam too much, dear. He’s too chipper. Didn’t get our sarcasm.” Mrs. Adler turned to me. “We are happy for you two.” She started shoving at Mr. Adler. “Let’s go back to the house and give these two some space.”
Mr. Adler looked me dead in the eyes again. “Have him home by midnight.”
They walked out and I turned to Aiden. “Was he kidding? Because I still can’t tell if he was kidding.”
“They better be kidding because if you leave these beads on my cock all night it’s not my dad you’re going to be worried about.”
My lips split into a smile as I reached across the booth to grab his bulge. “Uncomfortable?”
He gasped before clamping his mouth shut. “Yes.”
“Mmmmm. So sexy when you’re trying to be good in public.” I lowered my voice. “Daddy likes when you’re a good Prince.”
His cock throbbed under my fingers and he scowled at me. “I better get a reward for this.”
“Is that how we ask for things?” I scooted closer, trapping him in the corner and blocking him from view so I could keep playing.
“Yes.” His words were icy, but his cock told me what his lips weren’t saying.
“It sounds like you want to stay here until close.”
“No,” he snapped.
I leaned closer still, putting my elbow on the table and stroking over him. “Then maybe you should change your attitude.”
His stare could have killed and I lived for it. “What do you want?”
“Only for you to ask me to take you to my place…nicely.”
His gaze sharpened and his nostrils flared. There was a war going on behind his eyes.
Ten
AIDEN
Jensen Stuart Hillcrest, will you please take me back to your place and have your way with me?” Every bone in my body fought to not utter those words but in the end, my cock won out. It had been a good battle of wills. I commended my stubbornness.
“Do you actually think my middle name is Stuart?”
“No, but it sounded good in my head so I went with it.” Which was a bit of a white lie, it was the way my stubborn was coming through. “What is your middle name?”
“If you don’t know, I’m not telling you.”
“Does this mean when someone asks me ‘who’s your daddy?’ I can say I don’t know?”
He gave me an exasperated look. “You know who I am.”
“I guess I am sort of acquainted with you. Does anyone know really anyone else?”
“I’ve known you since you were eight-years old. I think it’s safe to say we know each other.”
I picked up my pint. “You could be a serial killer for all I know. You spend a lot of time alone in the forest.”
“Is this what you want to be doing for the rest of the night?”
“It took a lot for me to admit I wanted to come home with you and ask nicely. I have to get the rest of the snark out.” Also a white lie. I could have cut it a little but that would take effort and I wanted to be a little bitchy