Page 33 of Finding Alfred
I started to laugh, but he nailed me again, and again, until I was no longer chasing an orgasm; it was hurtling over me like an avalanche. But hot. Heavy. Tingly. Explosive.
“Fuck!” I shouted and Alfred shivered. He pounded into me a couple more times before he stiffened and came with a grunt and his face all squished up. “Your come-face is cute.”
“Fuck off…” There was absolutely no force behind his words as he collapsed on top of me.
After sexy time and clean up, we cuddled close together. Alfred had grabbed a book, not the one he’d had at the pool, either. I swear he was reading at least three different books at the same time. He leaned back against the headboard, and I rested my head on his stomach as he carded his fingers through my hair absentmindedly as he flipped a page.
I blew a raspberry on his belly. “Hey, you.”
“Hey…” he giggled and set the book down. “What’re you doing?”
“Nothing.”
Alfred grunted. “My ass.”
“Love your ass.” I climbed over him, so we were face-to-face. “Love all of you.”
He leaned in and pecked a kiss on my lips. “I know.”
“You do, huh?”
“Yeah. Why do you think I’m here?”
“I don’t know. But…”
“But what?”
I cupped his face and stared into those golden-green-brown eyes that were constantly changing with the light or what he wore. “Would asking you to marry me be too fast?”
“Yes. Are you crazy?”
“You’re already living here, and Eddy isn’t going to let you quit or anything. We might as well make it official. Right?”
“Pfth...”
“That’s not a no…”
Chapter twenty-six
Living in Foggy Basin was a sure way to lose your ever-loving mind. Well, my mind, anyway. Because that is what had to have happened. It was fall, and the trees were either naked or losing leaves rapidly, no longer a quilt of color all around, but an orange, sienna and brown carpet everywhere I walked. It was no less lovely, simply different. The people around me were the same as always, and for the first time in my life, I had stability and a chosen family who cared about me. Maybe that was why I’d agreed to this madness.
That’s what I told myself, but the truth was that I was madly in love with Jackie Corbin and wanted nothing more than to join our lives together completely. So we met our family at the courthouse. And I mean our entire extended family, which was probably more than half the population of Foggy Basin. I’d expected two or three people, maybe Brock’s cousins and Evelyn, who was kind of like an auntie to him, but this was crazy. It proved how much the town truly welcomed us newcomers, and also how much they really loved Jackie. I have no idea why he ever thought they didn’t. My man was beyond endearing.
Of course, it went without saying that Brock and Eddy were our best men. And they brought a host of other people. That list included Greg, Eddy’s brother, and his mother, who hugged me before we got started. It made me feel a little mushy, and she wasn’t evenmymom. They also closed the store for the day, and we were having a reception there after the ceremony.
Notably, the entire Sheriff’s Department was in attendance because Sharon insisted on it, saying I was now her little cousin. She actually pinched my cheek when she explained it.
Nate brought his husband, Kit, and his brother, Ash, along with his partners, Remy and McClain, making me realize there were many connections in this place. Remy and I had become good friends, which surprised me, since I was normally a closed-off mess. Well, I’d changed a lot since finally committing to Jackie.
And there he was. Standing beside me. “You ready?”
“Yes. Actually, I’m very ready.”
Jackie grabbed my hands and bounced up and down. “I’m so excited.”
“Me too.” I was about to become Alfred Corbin, a better name that represented a happy future.
Which brought up the one notable absence. My parents. They weren’t here. They’d always called me Freddy, but when I cameout as gay, they didn’t call me anything. They didn’t kick me out or disown me. It was more like they slowly disappeared from my life. I hadn’t spoken to them in years, and they had no place here. I wished it could be different. Wished they could see how happy this man made me, and what good people we were. And how we’re part of this lovely community. Marrying Jackie was more than taking his name and his ring. It was fully joining this big, crazy family.
