Touching The Heart Of Ace (SAMPLE)

Chapter 68

Okay, everyone form up a straight line. Or a gay line. We don't discriminate here. Anywhoooo after ***********, serious adult action, light bondage, though they are not in a BDSM relationship & Daddy and Baby Boy role play. Please don't read if it is not your cup of tea.

I am serious. If you cry after reading it, I will pinch your butt and poke your eyes.

Off you go.

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I smiled when Gabe sat next to Jason and his hand, having its own mind, clutched on Jason's thigh. But when Jason's hand looped over his, without even noticing, I turned my face away. It was so intimately private.

My brother looked like he was in love. Was that why people said if you once loved someone it was so difficult to remain just friends?

Jason and I talked nonstop in FaceTime. He was going crazy with worry and I was glad Gabe was there to stop him from doing anything reckless. I hoped Jason would come clean and tell me that they were boyfriends. It had not happened yet but Gabe got promoted to 'friends'.

I meant I had met many of Jason's friends-with-benefits and he never showed them any affection anywhere. But with Gabe he was definitely different.

Gabe was different too.

Why else would he come from Milan to Paris when my brother was freaking out?

"I told you. He is fine." Gabe told Jason and he nodded.

"I worry."

Gabe chuckled. "Oh, really? I did not know."

Jason pushed him away, annoyed but he bounced back laughing.

"I am right here, guys."

"Oh, shut it. You forget about us when your man is next to you."

"Ah! I would never." I dramatically placed my hand over my heart and they rolled their eyes.

"Remember my birthday?" Gabe asked.

"One time! That was one time." I glared. That was no big deal. Robbie and I might have slipped out for a bit of, kind of, sort of, most likely, may be, had very normal, completely innocent, sex in our car.

Couples did that. All the time. It is no big deal. Well, Jason might have looked around us for cake cutting and definitely thought we had taken off because we only returned during dinner... which was perfectly fine.

"How about we talk about conference in Ottawa?" Jason helpfully added.

I crossed my hands over my chest. Fine, that time too. Two times were not bad.

"Oh, on yacht, remember? God I thought I had to bleach my eyes." Gabe chortled.

"You had to bleach your eyes? Dude, I walked right into that one and saw that fucker... with my brother, babe, my brother." Jason rubbed his eyes hard.

Babe? Wow! That deep?

Gabe dropped his head on Jason's shoulder. "You can come to my next session. My therapist has been asking for you, anyways."

"What the eff! Why did you not tell me?" Jason pushed his shoulder to drop Gabe's head.

"It is not a big deal." Gabe kept on looking at me to avoid Jason's stare.

"What is not a big deal? Your therapist asking for me or plain o' me? Is that it? I am not a big deal?"

"She would not have asked for 'you' if you were not a big deal." Gabe glared at him right back.