“I’m always ready for bed.”
I direct my gaze to Trinity. “We’re going to bed. You good?”
She stands, stretching so that her blouse rides up. “Yep. In fact,” she digs inside her handbag and pulls out a realistic looking dildo. “I came prepared tonight. You boys won’t be the only ones having fun.”
I laugh, leading Tristan to the bedroom as Trinity pops into the guest room. The wine has been flowing steadily tonight and I’m feeling dirty. I plan to fuck this boy up tonight. Once in the room, Tristan strips down. He climbs in bed, waiting for me as I strip off my clothes. Stroking my dick, I grin as I climb in the bed, straddling Tristan. I reach over to the nightstand and grabthe lube, pouring a steady stream between his legs, then sliding inside of him. He exhales slowly, gripping my thighs. I go hard, nailing his ass with all my strength, as he claws at my arms.
As I gaze down at his beautiful face, our history replays in my mind. From the stolen kisses in his bedroom to the words of love I gave him not long ago. My life is more than I ever thought it could be because of him. A moment later, Tristan moans, splashing cum across his chest. I pull out, joining the party, and spraying his chest and stomach.
He rolls over kissing my neck. “You’re a perfect man, Bishop. A perfect fucking man.”
I pinch his chin, then kiss him softly. “I’m your man, Tristan.”
EPILOGUE
BISHOP ONE YEAR LATER
“Bishop, can you grab me a beer?”
I smile, opening the ice chest. “Blue Moon?”
“Please.”
I grab one, open it, and walk over to Rocco, flipping burgers on the grill. “This scene feels oddly familiar.”
Rocco laughs. “I bet it does.”
“But this time, I’m so happy.”
Rocco rubs my arm. “Me too.”
I sip my beer, holding Rocco’s gaze for a moment. “While we’re still alone, I have something I want to talk to you about.”
“Sure.”
“I’m thinking of proposing, Rocco. I’d like your blessing to marry your son.”
Rocco’s mouth drops as his eyes fill with tears. “Oh, Bishop. Are you serious?”
I nod. “Yeah. I’m crazy in love. I want to make a commitment to him. A lifelong one. I want you to stand next to us and know without a doubt I’ll take care of him for the rest of my life.”
Rocco throws his arms around me. “You have my blessing. I’m so happy you want this with him. He loves you so much.”
“I know. He deserves it.”
Rocco steps back, putting his hands on my shoulders. “So do you. I always knew you had this amazing heart, that if someone could just find out how to unlock it, they’d be blown away by the man you are. I was right, and my son is the lucky one.”
“He’s changed me. I’m not guarded or afraid of anything anymore. His love for me is so unbridled and unrestricted. It always has been. I told him once his heart was wild, unbound by any obstacles in our path. He’s my world, Rocco.”
“I know. I can see it in your eyes, hear it in your voice, but mostly, I can feel the love between you, and it makes me proud.”
“Proud?”
“Yeah. Proud Tristan knew what he wanted enough to make it happen and proud of you for letting it.”
“Thanks, man. Means a lot. I want to take him somewhere. Maybe an island and just spend a few days alone. I’ll ask him then.”
Rocco smiles. “Exciting.” He laughs. “Wait. This means you’ll be my son-in-law.”
