“How? By picking on me?”
“You were a dick to us,” Robert said. “And you’re a bigger dick now.”
Eileen slowly shook her head. “Jake, all you had to do was keep your mouth shut and not show your ass, but you couldn’t even dothat, could you? Everything’s always got to be about you and your overinflated ego.”
Jake started to take a step her way but John and Miranda stepped between Jake and Eileen.
“Oh,pleasetry something,” Miranda said. “Please, I’mbeggingyou. I’d love to take your ass down. I’ve called dibs on the first punch, and they’re just dying to jump in once it starts.” She motioned to John and his friends. “We even have a side bet on whether I can make you cry like a littleputaor not before punch number two.”
Jake apparently wanted to score some sort of perceived hit before he turned tail. He refocused on Stuart. “You’re not a man, and thanks to you, my friends are fucking laughing at me. Pervert little brother living with two guys, must mean I’m gay, too.”
“Then maybe you need new friends, asshole,” Stuart shot back. “You ever think aboutthat? You so desperate for any shred of recognition you’d hang on to people who’d talk to you like that? What the hell’s wrong with you?”
“What the hell’s wrong withme? I got a wife and two kids. I ain’t gay. Nothin’ wrong with me.”
“Aaannd, we’re done,” Shelly said from where she’d been sitting. She stood. “Kevin, Paul, car.Now. Jake, if you want to keep being an asshole, you can walk home. I’mdone. You’ve embarrassed me for the last fucking time.” She turned her back on them and headed for the door.
Jake looked over his shoulder at her. “I didn’t tell you we were leavin’!”
Without turning or stopping, she held up the car keys, jingled them, and kept walking as her sons quickly followed.
Brandon pointed at her receding back. “I think that’s your ride, Jake. I suggest you follow her. Nobodyherewill drive you home.”
Jake finally turned on his heel and stormed after them.
Carl sat down, rubbing at his chest. “Well, that went better than I thought it might.”
Ellen smacked his shoulder. “I told you I should have been spanking him for that behavior as a kid.”
“Yes, you were right and I was wrong. I admit it.” He shook his head. “Boy’s too big for his britches. Always has been. About time he got put in his place.”
Everyone laughed.
Later, at dinner, Stuart cornered Eileen for a moment before they all took their seats. “Why didn’t you tell us about Miranda last night?”
She smiled. “We kind of had a plan. I didn’t want you to get too nervous. I could tell you were already stressing enough as it was, and we wanted to sideswipe Mom and Dad with it since we weren’t sure how they’d react to you and Brandon. John’s sisters have beendyingto light into Jake since I told them about him. Miranda and Susan aren’t legally married yet. She’s overseas on duty right now, or she’d be here. Once she’s discharged next year, then they’re going to get married-married. But they’ve been together for five years. John’s parents have met her and given them their blessings.”
He hugged her. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.” She whispered in his ear while they were hugging. “Mind if I include Mom and Dad and Robert with the Sunday plans?”
“Not if you don’t mind.” They ended the hug. “You think Jake’s going to show up tomorrow?”
“Ooooh, yeah. For starters, free food. Plus he spent too much time running his mouth to people about being here over the past couple of weeks. Remember, he thinks he’s bigger in town than he is. If he doesn’t show up, that makes him look bad. Not that anyone but him gives a shit.”
“What if he acts like an asshole tomorrow?”
“Well, hopefully he got it out of his system tonight. If we ban him he’ll still show up, and that means we have to call the cops on him at that point to drive it home he’s not welcomed. Ireallydon’t want to do that on my wedding day. Hopefully, he’ll preen for his friends and act like some mythical doting big brother who doesn’t exist. Otherwise…”
She shrugged. “I think this went well tonight.” She grinned. “Worth every penny we’re spending this weekend to see him finally get taken down a few notches.”
Chapter Fifteen
That night, when they returned to the hotel, Brandon made good on his promise to spank and fuck Stuart into sweet oblivion. Although, based on how well Eileen and John thought the night had gone, it wasn’t nearly as hard to downshift Stuart’s brain as Brandon thought it might be.
By the time Brandon finally turned Stuart loose, he’d pulled two orgasms out of him, another for himself, and they’d both crashed into sleep exhausted and satisfied.
The next morning, they headed over to the other hotel early to join the wedding party for breakfast. Miri, John, and John’s friends wore civilian clothes this morning, jeans and hoodies or sweats, as they all sat talking and laughing around the tables reserved for them.