Blended

Chapter 15

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"Wow, I can't believe it; an actual show in an actual gallery. By request," Justin said as he lifted Race into the air. Pilot was laying in the bend of the sofa, happily kicking his feet and gnawing on his fist.

Justin reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone, flipping it open he hit speed dial number one. He looked at the clock and stood up, placing Race in his car seat. He paced around the room, waiting for Brian to pick up the phone. "Kinney," Brian answered after the second ring.

"Brian, guess what," Justin said happily as he walked back and forth. Brian placed his ear piece in his ear and finished going over the copies for Dayton, the local adult store that had recently expanded its business.

"You want to meet me at home for a quickie?" Brian said with a laugh as he placed his final notes on the copies and buzzed Cynthia. Justin laughed as he walked back and forth in his office.

"As tempting as that sounds, no," Justin said with a smile. "Vanessa Hallorson, asked me, me to be the focus of her art show in LA. Can you believe it?" Justin asked as he looked at the time. It was almost time for Junior's dentist appointment.

"Well, I always told you that you were brilliant," Brian said as Cynthia walked into his office. "Take these over to the art department and tell them to change the font and center the picture. Cynthia, I want it back before the end of the day."

"You got it Brian," Cynthia said as she took the copies and left his office. Justin smiled as he shifted his weight from foot to foot.

"So, when did you find out this exciting news?" Brian asked as he got up from his desk and went to check on the conference room, making sure it was ready for his meeting.

"Hmm, about ten minutes ago. She just left," Justin said as he moved around his desk and shut down his computer.

"I'm surprised it took you that long to call," Brian said as he entered his office. Cynthia buzzed him to let him know that the clients were on time for their meeting.

"Yeah, I amazed myself," Justin said with a huge smile.

"I bet," Brian replied. "Well, as much as I'd like to enjoy talking more about you, my two o'clock is here." Justin nodded, said his goodbyes and flipped his phone closed.

Justin walked over to Pilot and picked him up off the sofa. "You are such a big boy," Justin said as he nuzzled his son's neck. "And you are full of slob," Justin said with a laugh and a frown as he bent down and picked up the diaper bag that Junior had dragged over to the sofa, pulling out a burp cloth and wiping his son's face and neck.

Justin strapped Pilot into his car seat and picked up all of Junior's things before tossing her tiny book bag into the bottom of the stroller. "Okay, let's go find that sister of yours," Justin said once he was ready to go.

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Molly opened her eyes and looked at the time.

"Oh shit," she said as she pushed herself off of Hunter's chest. She sat on the edge if his bed and slid into her underwear and jeans. "I am going to be so fucking late." Hunter opened his eyes and ran a hand over his face.

"What's your hurry?" Hunter asked as he sat up in the bed, leaning on his elbows. Molly slipped into her bra and pulled her shirt on before turning to look at him.

"Well, Mr. Professional skateboarder, some of us have to go to work," she said as Hunter reached up and grabbed her jeans, pulling her down onto the bed. "You are bad," Molly said as she let his tongue enter her mouth.

Molly pulled away when she felt Hunter's cock start to poke into her stomach. "No… no, I have to go to work. You'll just have to take of that on your own."

"You're evil," Hunter said as Molly kissed him again and hopped off the bed, a huge smile on her face. She slipped into her shoes and grabbed her jacket. "Hey, I'll call you?"

Molly smiled as she stood just outside his door. "Yeah," she said with a nod. She closed the door and Hunter fell back into the pillows as his hand worked its way down to his throbbing cock.

"Hey," Molly said as she walked out into the front of the spacious apartment that the four guys shared. Trey turned around from the stove and smiled. "I'm guessing you're Trey."

"You'd guess right. How'd you know?" He asked with a small laugh. Molly pulled the band off of her arm and pulled her hair back into a sloppy ponytail.

"You have it tattooed on your neck," Molly said with a hushed laugh. Trey nodded and went back to making his eggs. "Are you always up this early?"

"Sometimes, but I had a rough night last night. Seems the neighbors decided to fuck all night," Trey said as he turned off the heat and put his eggs on a plate, offering some to Molly.

She shook her head, reached over and grabbed an apple off the counter next to Trey. "You should know. We could hear all you guys at the door," she said as she took a bite of the apple and left. Trey smirked as he heard the front door close.

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"Daddy, can we watch Dora?" Junior asked as they walked into the loft. She was all smiles now after having cried in the dentist's office. Justin sat the twins down and leaned back against the door. "Can we daddy, huh, huh?" She asked as she pulled on his shirt. Justin nodded and she ran over to the TV.

"Okay," Justin said as he walked over to the TV and turned it on. "Which one do you want to watch?" Junior got up and ran over to Justin as he squatted down in front of her, holding the many Dora DVD's in his hand. She stood in between his legs and leaned her head to the side, trying to decide.

"Umm," she said as she bit her bottom lip, her right hand reaching up to touch Justin's cheek. "I don't even know. You pick one, daddy," she smiled. Justin pretended to take a long time deciding.

"Why don't we watch the one with the big red chicken," Justin suggested as he put the other DVD's back on the shelf.

"YAY, I really do even like dat one, daddy," she said as she ran over to the sofa and grabbed her teddy bear before coming to flop on the futon cushion in front of the TV. Justin put the DVD in and went to get the twins out of their seats while he waited for it to load.

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Molly walked into the house that she lived in with Jennifer and softly closed the door.

"Nice try," Jennifer said as she came out of the kitchen. Molly cursed under her breath and followed her mother. "Where were you?" Jennifer asked as she sat the container of orange juice and a glass in front of her daughter.

Molly took the orange juice and poured herself some. "I was with Hunter," Molly said. Jennifer nodded her head. That was all she needed to hear.

"Well, the next time you plan on staying out all night could you at least try to call." Molly nodded as she drank the rest of her juice.

"I'll try," Molly said as she put her glass down and went to get ready for work. Jennifer put her glass in the sink and sighed.

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"Come on boys," Justin said as he lifted first one baby and then the other. "You need your diapers changed." Junior kicked off her shoes and pulled her socks off, leaving them on the floor in front of her.

"Daddy, it is taking for ever," she said as she watched the screen finally pop up. She let out a high pitched squeal and Justin winced. She was beginning to do that more and more lately.

"You have to wait for it to load," Justin said as he sat Race and Pilot in the changing area of their respective playpens before walking back over to Junior and pressing enter to start the DVD. "See."

She screamed again and clapped her hands. "There it is, daddy. I see it. I SEE IT!" she yelled. Justin laughed as he leaned over to kiss her on the top of the head. "Look, daddy, look at the 'guana."

"I see it," Justin said as he walked back over to the twins and started to change both of their diapers. Junior stood up and danced around with Dora before finally flopping back down and watching, screaming out answers when Dora asked anything.

Justin finished changing the boys and washed his hands in the sink before making them both a bottle.

Junior hopped over to him, pulling up her jeans as she came to a stop. Justin made a mental note to buy her a belt. "Daddy, can I have some milk?" She asked as Justin placed the liners in the bottles. Race and Pilot were now screaming at the tops of their lungs.

"Of course you can, baby girl," Justin said as he turned from the counter and opened the refrigerator. He pulled out the milk and poured her some into a cup. "We need to go to the store," Justin said to himself more than anything. Junior took her cup and drank all of the milk before pulling on Justin's jeans.

"Come on, daddy. Come and watch wif me," she said as she pulled. Race and Pilot were screaming bloody murder. Justin finished screwing on the last top and grabbed both bottles in one hand and Junior's hand with the other.

"Okay, come on. We all can watch together," Justin said as he walked with her back over to the futon, stopping to pick up the babies on the way. Junior held on tightly to the bottles Justin told her to hold, squeezing the plastic liners as she waited for Justin to sit down.

Justin sat and placed both boys on his folded legs, sticking their bottles in their mouths at the same time.

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Hunter dropped his controller and reached for his cell phone. Charlie reached over and took his space. "Hello," Hunter answered.

"Hey man, let's go to the skatepark," Ricky said as Hunter got up and moved away so he could hear the person on the other line. Charlie nodded and Trey shrugged as he ate cereal out of the box.

Hunter hung up the phone and looked over at his friends. "Pack your bags, we're going on tour," he said. All three of the guys looked at Hunter with confusion on their faces.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Trey asked from his spot on the floor. Hunter walked over to him and leaned into his face.

"We are going on tour," he repeated slowly.

"No shit, are you joking?" Ricky asked. Hunter shook his head and they all started to scream.

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"Why don't you just go and buy something from the store?" Justin asked as he leaned back on the bed. "It would probably be easier." Molly came out of the spacious closet and glared at her brother.

"That would require spending money that I don't want to spend. Plus, you have enough clothes in here for me to pick from. It is almost like the store," Molly said as she pulled a shirt from the back of the closet. It was sleeveless, black sheer and perfect. "This is the one," she said as she held the shirt up in front of her.

"You can see through that," Justin said. Molly looked at him and frowned.

"Which I'm sure is the reason you bought it," she said as she looked at herself in the mirror. Justin shrugged. That was the reason that he'd bought it. He just did not want to think about all the boys that were going to be staring at his sister's bra.

"Where are you going?" Justin asked. He had laughed until he cried when he heard that Hunter and Molly were seeing each other. Ben and Michael both thought it was great. Brian just smirked, waiting until they got home to inform Justin of his suspicions that they'd already fucked.

"I have no idea," Molly said as she took the shirt and walked out of the bedroom, Justin following close behind her. "Mom told me about the art show in LA, that's cool," she said as they walked into the living room.

"Yeah, I'm nervous as shit," he told his sister as she laid the shirt over the back of the sofa and walked into the kitchen. Justin poured them both a cup of coffee and handed her hers. Molly added sugar and took a sip, looking at her brother.

"You always get nervous when someone wants to look at your work and it's always brilliant. Relax… I'm sure it'll be great." Molly said as she looked at her watch.

"That's what Brian says." Molly nodded.

"Well, Brian knows what he's talking about," she said as she finished her coffee and hopped off the stool. She put her cup in the sink and leaned over and kissed Justin on the cheek, making an extra load smacking noise. She laughed when Justin pushed her away.

"Eww, get away from me," Justin joked as he wiped at his face.

"Where is Brian anyway?" She asked as she walked over to the couch with a huge smile plastered across her face. She loved to torment her brother.

"He took Junior to the park with Michael," Justin said as he opened the loft door for his sister. "I want that shirt back in the same condition that you're taking it."

"Don't worry, I'll bring your precious 'fuck me' shirt back in one piece," she said. "I like Michael, he's cool, all those comics," she said as she slid into her jacket and grabbed the shirt. Justin scratched at his arm as the twins' cries started to flow down the stairs and through the monitor.

"You better, since he is your future father-in-law." Molly punched Justin in the arm as she walked through the door. "Ow."

"You deserved that," she said as she got on the lift and lowered the gate. Justin closed the door once she was out of sight and went to check on his boys.

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"That's so cool. When's the show?" Michael asked as he stood a few feet away from Brian waiting for Junior to get herself situated on the bike.

"Three weeks," Brian said. "Okay, now you have to push with this foot, okay?" Junior nodded her head.

"Oooookay," she said. Michael laughed as she pressed as hard as she could and went nowhere. "I can do it," she said as she continued to press down with both feet at the same time. Brian bent down and showed her how to pedal again. He stood up and watched as she tried again and started to move toward Michael.

"Come on, come on," Michael encouraged. Junior had a huge smile on her face as she made it to Michael. She stopped in front of him and he hugged her as hard as he could. "YAY, you did it." She got down off her bike and ran over to Brian.

"Did you even see'd me? I did it, I did it all by myself," she said as Brian picked her up and hugged her close.

"I saw you," Brian said as he kissed her and sat her down on the ground, watching as she went to get back on her bike. Michael pulled the camera from his pocket and started to take her picture as she rode her bike through the park, quickly getting the hang of it. Brian and Michael walked behind her as they made their way to the playground.

"Ben and I were thinking of adopting a kid," Michael said as they neared a bench and sat down. Junior quickly abandoned her bike in favor of the other kids on the playground. Brian watched as she ran over to a little girl with blonde hair and started to play with her.

"Good, you and the professor could use someone to spoil rotten," Brian said as he looked at Michael. Michael nodded and smiled. "I think you'd be an excellent father. You did a great job with Hunter."

"Thanks." Junior walked over to the slide and climbed the ladder. An older brown haired little boy and his friends sat in front of the entrance to the slide, blocking the way.

"Move," Junior said as she looked at the boys.

"No, this is our slide and we say you can't go on it," the brown haired boy said as he and his friends stood up, blocking the way. Junior frowned as she stood on the platform, the other kids gathering around to stare at them both.

"What are they doing over there?" Michael asked. Brian looked over at the group of kids that was gathered on the platform by the slide.

"Fuck if I know," Brian said as he stood up. Michael did the same as the other parents started to notice the rather large group that was forming.

Junior tried to move around the taller boy and he pushed her hard, making her fall. "We say no girls allowed on the slide," the other little boy said as he pointed at her.

"Come on Junior, you're gonna getted in trouble," her new friend said as she helped Junior stand up.

"Yeah, go," the boy said. Junior narrowed her eyes and punched him as hard as she could in the face. The little boy started to cry uncontrollably and punched her back, pulling on her hair.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH," Junior screamed as she fell to the platform on top of the bigger boy. "Let go of my hair," she said as she bit the boy on the arm. Another parent made it to the slides before Brian and started to move the kids out of the way.

"Okay kids, move, move," he said as they slowly moved out of his way. Junior and his son were busy rolling around, each trying to get the upper hand. "Hey, that's enough," the man said as he pulled them both apart. Brian reached out and grabbed his daughter but not before she delivered a well placed kick to the crotch of the little boy.

"You're a big stupid face," the five year old boy screamed as his dad held him back.

"Hey, Dylan, we don't say words like that," the man told his son. Junior stood in between Brian's legs, wiping the dust and dirt out of her face.

Brian and Dylan's father moved their kids out of the playground and went to sit on the bench next to each other, the other kids slowly going back to play. "What happened?" Dylan's father asked.

Both of the kids started talking at the same time. Brian rolled his eyes and took a deep breath. "She punched me," Dylan said.

"He pushed me first, and then he pulled my hair." Dylan glared at her.

"She bit me."

"You bit him?" Brian asked. Junior looked at her dad and nodded.

"Did you push her?" Patrick, Dylan's father asked. Dylan just looked at his daddy but he didn't say anything. "Dylan, did you push her?" Dylan nodded. "I'm really sorry," Patrick said as he looked at Brian.

"They don't seem to be," Brian said with a raised eyebrow, "so why are you?" Patrick looked his son over and Brian did the same. "Are you ready to go home?" Junior shook her head 'no' and turned to Dylan.

"Do you want to play wif me?" Dylan nodded and grabbed her hand, pulling her along with him to the sandbox. Brian, Michael and Patrick stood in awe as the two kids ran off together, joined by the little blonde haired girl that Junior had been playing with before.

"Shit," Patrick said. "That was fast." Brian leaned back as Michael sat down next to him.

"Yeah," Brian said as he turned to look at Michael. "You sure you want one?" Michael laughed and hit Brian in the arm.

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"Hey, how was the park?" Justin asked as Brian sat Junior's bike on the floor and closed the door. Junior sat on the floor and started to pull her shoes and socks off.

"Dylan punched me and he pulled my hair," she said matter-of-factly.

"Who's Dylan?" Justin asked. Junior shrugged and looked at her daddy.

"Dylan is my new friend and, and he's a boy," Junior told him as she reached up to touch Pilot's dangling hand. Justin frowned and looked at Brian.

"What is she talking about?" Brian took off his jacket and tossed it on the back of the sofa as he walked toward the kitchen to get some water.

"She might have got into a little fight," he said as he screwed the top off and took a long drink. It took Justin a few seconds to compute what Brian had just said.

"What? WHAT? Did she get hurt? Are you hurt?" Justin asked as he handed Pilot to Brian and moved to pick his daughter up. Brian rolled his eyes as Justin looked all over her for bruises or scraps.

"I'm okay, daddy," she said clearly. They were both happy that her speech was starting to clear up. Justin took her into the bathroom and looked at her face, arms and legs. Junior sat on the counter looking into the mirror.

"She's fine," Brian said. "It didn't last that long."

"I cannot believe you let her get in a fight. Look, she has scratches on her arms," Justin said as he looked her over. Brian leaned on the door frame and watched as Justin made sure his daughter was alright. She was fine.

"Does it help you to know that she won?"

"Maybe, a little," Justin said with a smile. Satisfied that she was okay he let her down off the counter. She took off out of the bathroom and ran toward the stairs. "Where are you going?" Justin called after her.

"I have to get my colors," she said with purpose as she climbed the stairs. Brian walked into the bathroom and leaned into Justin, pressing their lips together. Pilot made small gurgling noises as he looked over Brian's shoulder.

"Am I forgiven?" Brian asked as he kissed Justin again, letting his lips map a trail across his cheek and down his neck.

"You are unbelievable," Justin said as his breath caught in his throat.

"I know." Pilot let out a loud squeal and Justin laughed at the distraction. Brian dropped his face into Justin's neck and groaned.

"Look at it this way, in three weeks we are ditching all of them and going to LA. No kids, no friends, no distractions for three days," Justin reminded him. Brian nodded.

"No distractions, except for that little art show of yours." Justin laughed as he pressed his lips to Brian's again, snaking his tongue into his lover's mouth.

"Yeah, but that's just the first night. After that we are free to do whatever we want." Brian pulled back from the kiss and moved his hand around to grip Justin's ass.

"Whatever we want?" Justin ran his tongue over Brian's lips.

"Yup," Justin said as he wiggled from in front of Brian and walked out of the bathroom.

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Brian walked down the hall and into the studio where Justin was hard at work finishing one of his paintings. "It's nice," Brian said. Justin jumped and spun around.

"You scared me," Justin said as he looked back at his painting. Brian walked over and stood next to him. "You really like it?"

"Does it matter?" Brian asked. Justin shrugged. "I love it."

"I just hope that everyone else does too," Justin said as he did a few finishing touches before sitting his brush inside the cup of water. Brian pressed his lips to the side of Justin's head, moving his hand around his hip to pull him close.

"Don't worry. I'm sure that they'll love it. If not I say fuck 'em," Brian said as Justin turned in his arms. Brian pulled Justin's white tee shirt over his head and started moving them back and out of the room. He didn't stop until Justin fell back on their bed. Justin threaded his fingers through Brian's hair as he removed his jeans.

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Molly followed Hunter over to the bar and waited while he got them each a beer. "Here ya go," he said as he handed the cool drink to Molly.

"Thanks," she said as she leaned on the bar, the hair around her face clinging to her forehead. They had been dancing in the club for hours.

"What'd you say we get out of here?" Hunter asked as he took a drink of his beer. Molly nodded and drank some more out of her beer before putting it down on the bar and following Hunter out of the club. The cold hair hit them, sobering them. "Where's the car?"

"We took a cab," Molly said with a laugh. Hunter opened his mouth like he was about to say something and then stopped. He pulled his phone from his pocket and called a cab to take them home.

Hunter paid the cabbie and held onto Molly's hand as they made their way into the apartment and into Hunter's bedroom, shutting the door behind them.

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Brian groaned as the shrill cries filtered through the baby monitor. Justin didn't move and after the hours they'd spent fucking Brian didn't expect him to. "I'm coming," Brian said as he got up and slipped on a pair of pants. He opened the door and walked down the hall into the twin's bedroom.

Pilot was in his crib crying, tears soaking into his sheets.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Brian asked as he leaned over and picked up his son. Race was sound asleep. Brian carried Pilot down the stairs and into the kitchen to get him a bottle. "Are you hungry?" Brian asked as he looked in the refrigerator. There were no bottles already made.

Brian sat Pilot in his bouncy chair and placed him on the counter. He immediately started to cry harder with the loss of contact.

"It's okay, just give me one second," Brian said as he searched for the bottle liners. He finally found the box and pulled out the next to last liner, sitting it in the bottle. Brian popped the formula open and filled the bottle, grateful, as he screwed the top on, that it was already room temperature.

He picked his son up and walked over to the sofa, sitting down.

Pilot sucked hungrily on the bottle when Brian pushed it into his mouth, his tiny hands gripping the bottle as tightly as he could. Brian looked out the window and noticed that the sun was already up.

He glanced at the time. It was almost seven o'clock in the morning.

'So much for going back to sleep,' Brian thought as Pilot looked up at him. "So, tell me," Brian said after Pilot had finished his milk and he was patting his back. "Do you think I'm a good father?" Pilot burped and Brian laughed. "I think I'll take that as a yes."

Two hours later Junior made her way down the stairs, still rubbing her eyes and dragging her teddy bear behind her.

Brian watched as she walked right past him and into the bathroom. He heard the toilet flush and the water run before he saw her again. "Good morning," Brian said cheerfully as she walked over to him. He lifted her up and sat her on his lap.

"Good mornin' dad," she said as she looked at the computer screen with interest. Brian moved his leg back and forth, making her giggle.

"What, no kisses?" Junior turned her face to him and gave him a big kiss. "Thank you so much," Brian said as he kissed the side of her face.

"You welcome," she said with a smile as she pointed at the computer. "What's dat?" Brian moved her hand.

"That's a picture for a campaign that I'm working on," Brian explained. Junior nodded but didn't listen to a word he said.

"There's a doggie in da picture," she said with a smile as she pointed to the dog.

"Dog," Brian corrected. "Yeah there's a dog in the picture."

"What's dat dog's name?" She asked as she looked up at Brian. Justin walked down the stairs, slowly, carrying Race.

"Hey," Justin said as he looked over at the father and daughter.

"Hey," Brian said as he smirked at the slow pace in Justin's walk. They had gotten hard and heavy last night. Justin poured himself a cup of coffee and looked for the box of liners. He grabbed the last one and put it in a bottle.

"Thank you for the bruises," Justin said with a smile as he finished making Race his bottle and took a sip from his own cup.

"A small price to pay," Brian said as Junior repeated her question.

"I don't know the dog's name," Brian said. Justin sat Race in the empty bouncy chair and gave him his bottle while he drank his coffee.

"I do want a dog like dat," she said as she nodded her head. Brian closed the computer down and stood up, carrying his daughter over to the kitchen. He paused so she could give Justin a kiss. "Mornin' daddy," she said as Brian stood her in her chair.

"Good morning, baby girl."

"What do you want to eat?" Brian asked, trying to take her mind off of the dog.

"Oatmeal," she said as she sat down and waited for her breakfast.

"Oatmeal it is," Brian said. Justin stood there, gently rubbing his hips and watching as Brian made the oatmeal.

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Hunter walked around his bedroom, picking up jeans and shirts and tossing them on the bed. Molly sat cross-legged, watching. "When did they call?" Molly asked.

"Umm, yesterday, before I picked you up," he said. She nodded as he walked into the closet and grabbed a few pairs of shoes, tossing them on the bed.

"How long are you gonna be gone?" She asked as she looked at her boyfriend. Hunter stopped packing and sat on the bed in front of her.

"Two months, at least that's what they say." Molly nodded as she wiped away a tear. "Hey, don't cry," Hunter said as he wrapped his arms around her.

"I'm sorry. I know I'm being such a girl right now," she said as she pulled back and wiped the tears from her face. Hunter laughed as he pushed her hair behind her ear.

"You are a girl," he told her. She laughed as she playfully hit him in the chest.

"I know that," she said as he pressed his lips to hers and wrapped his fingers around her neck, pulling her in close. "I just don't want you to go fucking everyone while you're gone."

"Do you know I love how blunt you are?" Molly scoffed. "I have no intentions of fucking anyone but you. I am not going to say I won't 'cause it wouldn't be fair to you. But, I can tell you that, as of right now, it's not in the plans."

Molly nodded and took a deep breath. "Okay, I say that's fair. You'll tell me if anything happens?" Hunter kissed her again and leaned his forehead on hers.

"Yes and the same for you." Molly nodded her head and let Hunter push her onto her back.

"You have to finish packing," Molly said as Hunter moved down her neck and she felt his fingers working to undo her jeans.

"I know," Hunter said as the button popped open.

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"That sounds great," Justin said as he sat the baby's tub in the sink and started to fill it with water. Brian stripped Pilot out of his clothes and handed him to Justin as he went to do the same thing with Race.

"When do you leave?" Brian asked. Hunter looked up from Junior and cleared his throat. Justin lowered Pilot into the water and started to wash him.

"Umm, tomorrow," he said. Brian just looked as Justin continued to wash the small baby, making sure the shampoo didn't get in his eyes. "I know that that leaves you guys with no babysitter. I can try and stay for a day or so if you need me to," he offered.

"You said yourself that this is the opportunity of a lifetime, to go on tour, train and get recognition with the best," Brian said. Hunter nodded.

"Yeah."

"Well, we can't ask you to give that up for us," Justin said. "You've already helped us out enough. You watched Junior for over two years. Got her into skateboarding, thank you very much for that by the way," he said sarcastically. "You should go."

Justin rinsed Pilot off and wrapped him in a towel, handing him to Brian in exchange for Race.

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Molly pushed her cell phone into her pocket as the guys helped the cabbie load their stuff into the trunk. "Its not going to fit," Ricky said.

"Yes it is," Charlie replied as he pushed on his bag. "See, I told ya."

"Yeah dumbass, but you still have to get it out," Trey said as Charlie looked at his bag. Hunter sat his bags on the sidewalk and walked over to Michael and Ben.

"Be careful," Ben said as he hugged his son.

"I will," he said as he moved over to Michael, wrapping his arms around the shorter man and hugging him tight.

"We are so proud of you," he said as he let him go. Hunter moved his hair out of his face and smiled.

"I know," Hunter said. "And call me as soon as you hear about a kid. I want to be here when my brother or sister comes along," he said as he turned to Molly.

"Hey beautiful, no tears, okay?" He said as he wiped the tears off her face and pressed his lips to hers. They kissed for several minutes before the other guys started to get restless.

"Let's go," they screamed. Hunter kissed her one last time and moved to get in the cab. They had all been to the loft already to say goodbye to Junior and the rest of the family that had gathered there.

The cab pulled away from the curb and Ben wrapped his arm around Molly's shoulder. "Two months will go by in no time," he said. Molly nodded as she watched the cab turn a corner.

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"They're finally taking a nap. What are you doing?" Justin asked as he walked over to Brian and looked at the computer screen.

"I'm looking up schools for Junior. We have to have somewhere to take her," Brian said. Justin nodded as he grabbed his sketchbook off the desk and went to sit on the sofa.

"You want to send her to school?"

"Why not? Look, she'll be starting kindergarten in a few years anyway. It'll be good for her to start pre-school now and get used to other kids and a structured environment," Brian said.

"Yeah, well, what about the boys?" Justin asked. Brian seemed to think about that for a minute.

"We'd have to find a pre-school that takes them all." Brian grabbed his last print out and came to sit next to Justin. "Okay, you look at these and I'll look at these."

Justin stared at the papers in his hand before putting them on the coffee table. He turned to Brian and did the same with his papers. "The kids are asleep. Do you really want to look at schools?" Justin asked as he stood up.

They made their way up the stairs, walking slowly as they passed Junior's bedroom. Justin pulled Brian into the room behind him and waited for the brunet to lock the door.

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