“This is your fault,” Bellamy said quietly, amusement in his beautiful eyes. “If you hadn’t distracted me, we’d be dressed by now.”
“Oh no.” Seamus pulled out of his embrace and crossed his arms. “This is your fault. If you’d told me the entire Finn clan, including our kids and a caterer, was coming over, I wouldn’t have been so tempted to distract you.”
Liar.
Bellamy shrugged carelessly. “I knew it was what we’d be doing all year anyway, so I thought we’d make it a party.”
“What? Hiding in the bathroom?”
His smile was beautiful. “Enjoying our family.”
Damn it. “I love my surprise.”
And you.
“Wait until they leave. You’ll love the second one even more.”
Seamus sighed. “Just tell me now.”
“Oil and leather pants might be involved.”
He couldn’t stop his huff of laughter. Or the fresh wave of arousal. “A rematch for New Year’s? Great. Now I’ll spend the whole party thinking about you covered in oil.”
Bellamy’s gaze heated again. “I can send them all home right now. I’m sure your parents would keep the kids overnight.”
“You’re crazy if you think they’ll leave before the caterer does.”
“You may be right.” Bellamy kissed him again, distracting him. “How long do you think it will take him to get our clothes?”
Seamus leaned into him, unable to resist his touch. “It’s a big house. It could take hours.”
“Maybe we should shower again.”
Bellamy did something with his fingers that had Seamus panting. “Good plan. God, I love you.”
“I love you too, gorgeous. Now bend over.”
***
Kenneth Tanaka…
He’d finally told Seamus and Bellamy what he’d done. Ken didn’t like lying to them, even by omission, but the situation had been too fragile at first. He hadn’t wanted his tampering to affect the outcome, so he’d avoided them for weeks.
Maybe the hotel owner in Galway was an old friend and maybe Ken had mentioned Bellamy Demir’s need for a quiet vacation. They both knew he needed something. Running with the bulls, wrestling, sky diving… If he wasn’t working, he was risking his neck in search of something he couldn’t seem to find. And it was getting worse as he got older.
Ken knew that wasn’t his nature. Bellamy was more romantic than adrenaline junkie, he just needed the right outlet. The right guy. He was waiting, and it was something Ken recognized because he’d been waiting too. Until Brady.
He’d made Seamus reservations in the same hotel at the same time and taken a step back. He wasn’t even sure if Brady’s cousin was gay or not. It had just been a feeling. And when he found out about Gillian, he almost felt guilty for interfering. Almost.
In reality, all he’d done was move a few pieces on the board. They could have missed each other in the giant hotel. They could have hated each other on sight.
But they hadn’t. Bellamy had proven him right, sweeping Seamus and his children off their feet and bulldozing his way into the family with his big, generous personality.
What did Seamus call him? A cocky bastard? Yeah, that was definitely Bellamy. He was also a damn good friend.
“Move over, Cupid.”
Brady came in and leaned down to kiss his neck, making him shiver. “What are you working on?”
“The Finn Project,” he murmured. “Only a few more to go.”
Brady chuckled. “Actually, we have three new arrivals. At this rate you’ll never make an honest man out of me.”
He’d forgotten about them. Fuck.
Ken closed his laptop and let Brady drag him to his feet for a passionate kiss. “Maybe we don’t have to wait until the project is finished.”
“I like the sound of that.”
Ken didn’t tell him that Solomon already knew what he wanted and was doing his matchmaking job for him during his leave of absence. He didn’t tell him that things were already in the works for Noah and Wyatt.
He didn’t tell him what he’d found out about James.
He might need help for that one. And that help was probably going to have to come from Trick Dunham and a few of his shadier contacts.
Until then, he’d count this as a win.