Speechless (GRETHAN)

Chapter 16: Dolan History

Grayson Bailey

I woke up the next morning beside an Ethan who was watching me with content-filled eyes. He look dazed and happy. "Good morning my baby boy.",he spoke in his raspy morning voice. I had been staring at his shirtless top, precisely his nipples that peeled out from under the covers.

His voice made my heart flutter and I hid my face in the covers.

He rolled over me and kissed my lips, ignoring our morning breath. Now those are real emotions when you can ignore the imperfections and those little things! I felt his boner against mine and we giggled at each other. "It's morning. We can't do anything about it.",he snickered and I grinned as well. "Anyway, conceal it cause I smell pancakes and mom's gonna call us downstairs any second."

Another kiss on my cheeks and we're rushing to put on our clothes. Ethan helped me slip into a basketball tee while he dressed into one of his many wife beaters. "Good morning kids!",cheered his mom as we sat at the table. "I believe you boys slept well?"

It was like heaven, if I'm being quite honest.

"It was good, we were damn tired though.",Ethan spoke as he filled up a cup of coffee for me. He knew how I liked my cappuccino and so he made it to the point.

"Good, that's good.",replied Mrs. Dolan as she put plates of stacked pancakes in front of each of us. "Help yourself to your toppings Grayson. There's butter, maple syrup, chocolate sauce and my favourite, whipped cream."

Ethan leaned in close and whispered something to me while I sipped my coffee. "Whipped cream is whimsically inventive in the bedroom." I choked on my coffee and he patted my back. "You okay there, Gray?",he spoke grinning while I strangely glared at him,.

"Sean, get him a glass of water.",suggested Mrs. Dolan and her husband stood up and did as told. "Here you go, son.",he said and handed me the same. I took a sip of the water and then set it down.

That morning, just like any other Saturday morning, Mr. Dolan was going golfing at the club on Buffet St. with his colleagues. It was an amicable arrangement they had come to. On the other hand, Mrs. Dolan, like Ethan had signed up for a sign language class directed by the wife of a fellow colleague she worked with.

"It's fun!",she explained while cutting her pancakes in triangles and then placing one of them in her mouth. "I always wanted to practice a skill that wasn't requited by my organisation or my job. It's why I made Ethan take Spanish class in school. You never know when your skill might give you a run for your money."

I nodded in agreement while Ethan stuffed his face with pancakes. He smiled widely at me with smears of chocolate sauce all over his rosy lips. Subconsciously, I passed him my serviette but he looked confused. He didn't understand the gesture. Sighing and without an ounce of thought, I leant over my chair and began to clean his lips. Now had my second hand not been banged up, I'd hold his face in place because he kept moving it from side of side. Once done, I found his parents watching us with adoration and Ethan and I began to blush like fools.

Could I been more stupid than to display such a courteous or rather in our case, ardent behaviour before his parents?

"Now isn't he a caring friend?",smiled his dad and Ethan's mom nodded yes. He closed the newspaper he had been reading, folded it in half and then half again. Then he placed it on the edge of the table. "Well well well, it's about time I make a move or Tim is going to lose his head if I'm late again."

Ethan laughed and I just giggled silently as I placed a slice of my pancake into my mouth. Mr. Dolan kissed his wife then his son on his head and I thought he'd be leaving but he also bent down and kissed my head, leaving me to sort out my emotions. "Take care Grayson. See ya bud."