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“Oh, sweetheart, you relax. Enjoy the show,” Garrett said as he reached down and finally took himself in hand. If he took his time, Jonah would probably be ready to go again if he needed more. Garrett rather hoped that he did.

Chapter twenty-three

Cody

The first thing Cody did when he saw Garrett at breakfast was give him a huge hug. Garrett was warm again, not cold, and that was reassuring.

The second thing Cody did was push Garrett away from himself as hard as he could. Garrett bent a little at the waist with a grunt as he stepped back, but he didn’t say anything. Cody’s dad was far more surprised and was immediately upset with him.

“Cody—”

“You aren’t supposed to get sick!” Cody yelled at Garrett, interrupting his dad. He knew he was going to get into trouble for this, but he needed to say it. It wasn’t right. He had been worried for days and days, practically forever, and ithurt. “Nobody’s supposed to get sick except for me! You’re supposed to be okay!”

“Cody—”

“No, it’s okay.” Garrett waved Jonah off. “You’re right,” he said. He knelt down on the ground in front of Cody, still a few feet away. “I’m sorry about that. I didn’t take care of myself the way I should have. It wasn’t very responsible of me, and I hate that I made you and your dad worry so much.” He smiled a little, not an “I think this is funny” smile but an “I get it” kind of smile, special for just the two of them. He held out a hand toward Cody, and Cody wavered a little, wanting to go to Garrett but not wanting to give up his upset quite so fast.

“I can’t promise never to get sick again, just like you can’t promise never to get sick. But we don’t do it on purpose either. Neither of us wants to hurt anyone who loves us, right?” Cody nodded slowly. “And I promise to do everything I can to stay healthy. Ipromise, sweetheart.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Well, fine then. That had to be enough for Cody, and he didn’t really want to be apart from Garrett any longer. Cody took his hand and let Garrett pull him into another hug, this one a little gentler. His daddy’s hand came down to rest on his hair, and this wasright, this was the way it was supposed to be. They were supposed to be together, and fine, and now they actually were. It was perfect.

“What did we say about expressin’ our emotions with violence?” Daddy asked dryly.Darn it.Moment over.

“That it isn’t the right way to solve things,” Cody muttered into Garrett’s shoulder. He pulled back just far enough to check his daddy’s posture out of the corner of his eye. “But sometimes it is.”

Daddy didn’t look convinced. “You really gonna try to argue with me about this, bucko?”

“No, Daddy.”

“But maybe it can wait until after breakfast?” Garrett offered, letting go of the hug and standing up but keeping a hand on Cody’s shoulder. “In fact, there’s a lot to do after breakfast. Like schoolwork, for one.”

“Oh, right. Good thinking.”

“What?” Cody watched a look pass between his fathers and felt his happiness sink a little. Were they going to work together like this all the time? “But I’ve already done it all,” Cody said.

“Everything except for the biology project, kiddo.”

Cody frowned. “I thought I didn’t have to do that because I got stung.”

“That’s the awful thing about personal responsibility,” Garrett said, and he didn’t look all that happy either, so that made Cody feel a little bit better. “Just because we get taken out of the game for a while doesn’t mean we don’t have to do the work. I’ve got a lot to make up too.”

“No, you don’t.” The three of them looked over at Miles, who stood in the kitchen door. Cody liked Miles, but he liked him even better now that he was on Cody’s side. “Most of the point of this visit was to get the two of you married, and that hasn’t happened yet. Frankly, I think it’s in the best interests of everyone that we make it happen as quickly as possible, given our record of success so far.”

Garrett frowned. “I thought there was still a lot to do to get ready. Colors and linens—”

“All done. You’ll look wonderful in blue.”

“The cake, the food—”

“There’s going to be a small one of every flavor Cody approved of, and I remember that you enjoy lemon chiffon, so that will be in there even though Cody didn’t care for it. The meal is poached tramblefish with an herb-infused …” He turned around and looked at Claudia, who walked in holding Renee and poured herself a cup of bissap juice. “What is it?”

“Herb-infused vegetable parfait,” Claudia said. “With a careole remoulade. You’re going to love it!”

“The guest list, then …”

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