'Unexpected Love' - Discover Yourself Set 5 - LGBT, manXman

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(One Month Later)

There was a knock at the front door.

“It’s open.” Joe called, busy feeding Holly. He glanced up as the living room door opened.

Graham peeked tentatively around the door frame.

“Hi,” he said softly. “Before you say anything,” he began quickly. “Jess told me you had to move suddenly, for work. I remembered I didn’t give you my number, so I figured I’d come and… see you.”

Graham cleared his throat uncomfortably.

“Sorry, I should’ve come down unannounced. I should have asked Jess for your phone number instead.”

“Graham.”

Joe put Holly down in her crib and went over to Graham.

“Shut up,” Joe said firmly.

A second later, Joe’s lips were on Graham’s in a fierce kiss.

“God, I missed you.” He growled, before kissing Graham again.

“You did?” Graham whispered.

“So much.” Joe rested his forehead against Graham’s. “I got an unexpected promotion at work, but it meant I had to move closer to work. The triplets have been keeping me busy, and I’ve been working longer hours, and with everything that was going on, I completely forgot to get your number before I left.” He grinned suddenly. “You wanna meet the kids?”

Graham nodded.

Joe went over to the crib, and picked up the first baby.

“This is Lou, short for Louise. Katie chose the girl names, I got the boy names. You know she’s Lou, because she always gurgles when you pick her up.”

Graham smiled, and took the baby from Joe.

She looked up at him with clear brown eyes, curiously, before she reached up and yanked his ponytail.

Graham laughed.

“Babies love doing that,” he said. “They all do it.”

Joe smiled and put Lou back in her crib.

“This is Holly, the eldest. She doesn’t laugh much. She has a tiny gold fleck in her right eye.”

Holly also grabbed Graham’s ponytail and tugged hard.

“And this is Beth, the youngest. She has the most hair.”

“They’re gorgeous.”

“You’re just saying that because you know I’ll hit you if you say otherwise.”

Graham laughed.

“True. But they are beautiful.”

“I know.”

Joe slipped his arm around Graham’s waist as the pair of them looked down into the crib.

Graham felt Joe’s body heat wash over him, and smiled to himself.

“How old are they?”

“Six months old this week.”

Graham smiled at the babies affectionately.

“You look hungry,” Graham said after a moment. “You want some dinner?”

Joe looked at him.

“Sure.” He moved into the kitchen to help Graham make dinner, but Graham shooed him away.

“I’ll make it, you look after the babies.”