***
“Come here, Aaron,” Chris said, pulling Aaron from Kyle’s arms and into his. “You guys done talking? ‘Cause I can take this trouble maker away to enable you two get right back to it.” He said looking down into Aaron’s completely befuddled face.
“Let me go, Chris.” Aaron groaned, drawing a chuckle from Shane and a longing smile from Kyle.
“No, I won’t.” Chris retorted, pressing a soft kiss against Aaron’s forehead. “Come on. See you guys later.” He called out as he walked away with a whining Aaron.
Shane patiently waited as Kyle followed Aaron with his eyes till Aaron and Chris rounded a corner and disappeared from sight. Shane had to make an effort to suppress his smile. Kyle obviously had it real bad for his man.
“Listen, Kyle, I really do appreciate everything,” Shane told an almost giddy-looking Kyle. “I’m glad we had this talk.”
“Sure. Just let yourself go when you deal with Murray. Remember, he’s not there to judge you. Don’t hold anything back. Okay?”
“Okay,” Shane said.
Kyle smiled. “You’ve got nothing to lose, man. You are not doing this for anyone…not even for Chris. You’re doing it for yourself, alright?”
“Thanks, Kyle.” Shane nodded. “You’ve been a lot of help. Aaron is a lucky man.”
“So are you, Shane. Trust me on that. Chris is the best.”
“I know.” Shane smiled.
“Good. Call me whenever you wish to talk okay?”
“Will do. And I promise not to hurt Chris. Not if I can help it.” Shane gave a grin that lit his eyes.
“I’ll accept that.” Kyle laughed, stretching his hand to shake on it. Then both men went to rejoin their friends, both feeling a sense of relief.
***
The party continued deep into the night even after all the kids had gone home. It became a grown-up affair, with everybody having a good time. They danced to some really good tunes, with Briana forcing Shane onto the dance floor. Tyron came back with the news that he was being sent out on a mission the following Monday. He didn’t know how long he was going to be away and didn’t even know exactly where he was going. He therefore wanted to party hard with his boys.
“Wherever you’re sent off to, make sure you fucking come back alive,” Damon growled.
“And come back healthy otherwise I’m going to send you off permanently with cyanide in some cough syrup or something,” Michael added, making everyone laugh.
“Going with that bitch you spoke about?” Chris asked dryly.
“No.” Tyron gave a small smile.
“Still a bitch?” Chris asked with a cocked eyebrow at Tyron. He didn’t trust that smile. He knew his friend too well.
“Oh, I forgot to tell you.” Tyron gave a grin that looked like the cat that ate the canary. “She’s…let’s just say she’s really good.”
“Oh damn, he cleared it.” Chris bellowed, making all the guys burst into laughter.
“Put it up there buddy.” Matt slapped his palm against Tyron’s. “That’s what I’m talking about.”
“At least unlike some people, I didn’t clear it in a restroom.” Tyron grinned, making the guys laugh even harder. “The armory was perfect.”
“Oh my God.” Shane gasped despite himself and dropped his face into his palm, having a pretty good idea where this was going. He could however not stop the laughter that shook his frame. God, these guys were nuts, he thought.
“Err…who fucked who in a restroom?” Aaron asked with curiosity written all over his face.
“Dude, you fucked Kyle in the full glare of people so shut up.” Damon laughed.
“Well, in our defense, we were both porn stars at the time…well, I was. This idiot was only pretending.” Aaron retorted, pointing his thumb in Kyle’s direction. “And how about you Damon? Huh? Remember Kyle and Ken’s party and that blowjob?” By that point, the guys were screaming with laughter.
“Oh, not to forget the plane to…was it Paris? And the conference call that ended in a lustful cumfest.” Chris drawled.
“Looks like all of you fools are into some voyeuristic shit,” Cole muttered, downing his half-filled glass of scotch.
“And how about you, Oh mighty Cole?” Michael retorted. “Remember…” But Michael got cut off when Briana quickly ran to him and covered his mouth with her hand.
“Michael, please shut up.” Briana gasped, blushing so hard. “Please.” She obviously knew what Michael had been about to say, and couldn’t allow it.
The guys had a field day at that telling reaction from Briana. And even when a laughing Cole tried to pull Briana away from Michael, she wouldn’t let go. Michael eventually wrapped his arms around Briana, whispering into her ear that he wouldn’t tell on her. The guys didn’t think it was necessary to worsen the blushing beauty’s woes by admitting that they already knew what Michael had been about to say.
“You’re all idiots.” Kayla laughed, getting up from her chair slowly and tiredly.
“Sweetheart, don’t even go there,” Cole smirked at Kayla, who was also his PA. “For your information, I’ve fixed a camera in my kitchen. So next time you and Dean decide to have unbridled sex in there, know that I’ll be selling the tape to the highest bidder.”
“Yayyyy,” the guys roared in unison, breaking into riotous laughter.
Kayla turned to give her laughing husband a mock stern look. But their laughter was so infectious she couldn’t maintain that look for long. She broke into a full-fledged fit of laughter.
“Cole, you’re a jerk.” Kayla laughed as she waddled over to where Shane sat. “Shane, I have to go,” Kayla said to Shane, who had gotten to his feet. “It was really nice meeting you.” She hugged him and kissed him on the cheek. “Welcome to the crazy club.” She whispered to him.
“Thanks.” Shane laughed. “And it was a pleasure having you here, Kayla.”
Kayla gave Tyron a fierce hug. “Take care of yourself, Ty.”
“I will, Drill Sergeant,” Tyron replied teasingly, using the name the squad usually called Kayla due to her bossy nature. “And…finish hard.” He said, pointing at her huge bulge.
“I will.” Kayla groaned. “Goodnight.” She called out to everyone in general.
There were choruses of goodnight from everyone. “And try to be nice to the husband.” Michael chipped in. “Give him some.”
“Yeah. Put the idiot out of his misery.” Matt shouted. “He’s dying of blue balls. After all, the baby is in your stomach and not your…”