28. Epilogue #3
“Okay, well it was nice meeting you two and I hope you have a peaceful vacation,” the cop said.
“Oh, and just for future reference—you might want to zip up your pants before an officer bangs on your window. It’d be a shame for the infamous Bronx Alauson to have a felony charge of public and indecent exposure added to his rap sheet.
” The cop’s smirk was epic but Bronx literally felt lightheaded from being caught.
He knew the drill enough to know that a felony charge for public exposure often times came with having to have your name added to the National Sex Offender Registry which was never funny.
The officer patted the metal top of Bronx’s 4-wheel drive Land Rover and began to walk back to his patrol car.
“Busted,” Tony said to a speechless Bronx.
“That was your fault!” Bronx argued.
“No way,” Tony disputed. “You were the one begging for me to blow you in the front seat while driving. At least you compromised and pulled over first. But you were sooo horny you didn’t want to wait until we finally got to wherever you’re taking me.”
Bronx finished tucking himself away and zipped his pants. “Well, now we have one helluva story to tell our grand kids.”
“ Grand kids ?” Tony’s head quickly snapped in Bronx’s direction. “I didn’t know you even wanted kids, and in order to have grand babies we’d have to first have a kid in order to one day have grand kids. Is that what you’re thinking you want?”
“You never know,” Bronx teased. “But we’ve got all week to talk about it.” Their eyes met and the temperature spiked inside the vehicle. Behind them they heard the crunch of dirt under tires as the cruiser slowly passed by them to pull back out onto the paved road.
“Why do I feel like we dodged a bullet?” Bronx commented.
“Because we did,” Tony said. “That cop let you off on several charges he had you dead to rights. The indecent exposure was just the tip of the iceberg. Consider yourself lucky, or you should be thanking your fame for this free pass. If you were anyone else, chances are you’d be wearing metal bracelets in the backseat of that cruiser and be on your way to his precinct right now. ”
“I’ve felt lucky ever since I met you,” Bronx said.
“I’d say we’re both damn lucky on that count,” Tony said and grinned.
Bronx buckled his seat belt again and readied the vehicle before he pulled back out on the main road.
“I’ll ask Fizzbo to make a few phone calls and file whatever paperwork he needs to allow us to confiscate the footage from the trail cameras back at the driveway,” he promised and immediately began typing out a message to his boss.
“There’s no way the property owners or their security company would be able to tell who was in this vehicle enjoying some adult fun. Right?”
Tony began to laugh. “I really need to take some time to teach you about the many ways we can watch or track people and how much detail we can pull from the images we capture from home security systems in order to reveal a person’s identity.”
“That particular lesson sounds like good, rainy day fun,” Bronx grumbled and rolled his eyes at Tony.
“For another day to be sure, and certainly not during your vacation week,” Tony said.
“ Our vacation,” Bronx corrected.
“What?”
“You said it was my vacation but it’s downtime for the two of us to enjoy together,” Bronx detailed.
Tony reached for Bronx’s hand and lifted it to his lips to kiss the knuckles. “I love the sound of us being a team,” Tony admitted. “I also love this ring on my finger and what it means. I’m never going to take it off.”
“Seeing that black band makes my heart pound,” Bronx explained, “and we’re much more than a team, babe,” Bronx said. “We’re each other’s everything.”
“Jesus, that is beautifully sappy and I agree with you,” Tony said. “I’m all in with you which is brand new for me.”
“Same and I want to kiss you so fucking bad right now, but not while I’m driving,” Bronx said and smiled broadly.
“Plenty of time for that,” Tony said.
“Perhaps a lifetime?” Bronx suggested.
“I’d love that—providing you don’t get bored with me,” Tony agreed.
“That would never happen,” Bronx scoffed. “You and I have an uncanny ability to keep things quite interesting—for instance, the magnificent blowjob you gave me a few miles back.”
“If your pants weren’t so damn tight I would have had a couple of fingers in your ass as well as the tongue-job I was lavishing on your cock.”
“Mmm, you sure know how to paint a beautiful visual for me.”
They drove for twenty minutes, lost in their own thoughts before Bronx slowed the SUV. “We’re almost there,” Bronx announced. “I’ll need you to put on the blindfold again for me.”
“Yes, sir,” Tony teased and offered Bronx a salute. He reached down by his feet to lift the strip of fabric and dutifully tied it tightly around his head.
“Damn, that ‘sir’ stuff gives me another idea for playtime later on in the week,” Bronx admitted.
“This is going to be the best vacation ever,” Tony said.
“Fucking right it is, and you’ll go home with your balls well-drained and my ring around your finger,” Bronx promised.
Tony moaned and set his hand on Bronx’s thigh. “Well then, let’s get this magical week launched.”
“Your big brain is sexy as fuck,” Bronx said. “Besides, we both know I’m as magical as a unicorn with a pride flag sticking out of his ass who farts nothing but rainbow glitter.”
The SUV filled with their boisterous laughter which neither of them were in any hurry to subdue.
It made Bronx’s insides feel so light, like he was floating on happiness, and it was all due to the gorgeous man seated beside him.
This was exactly what he’d dreamed he’d one day have—a real partner on every level to share his life and likewise, he’d do the same.
He never imagined this perfect person would be the same man who was continuously arresting him when he was back in his twenties, but what he felt for Tony was real.
“You’re my forever guy, Tony. I’m certain of it,” Bronx said when their laughter began to wane.
“And you’re mine, Rory—always.”