Blended

Chapter 6

AN: Thank you to my beta Carly. You ROCK girl. Thank you to Britt for asking me every ten seconds if I was working on Blended. She IM'd, called and text messaged me. She drove me out of my fucking mind. Here you are Britt, enjoy.

A BIG ASS THANK YOU to my niece who inspires the story and to Mari for sharing the crazy antics of her baby sister with me and letting me fold them into my crazy world. THANKS.

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Brian sat on the sofa, pulling Justin down with him. Justin straddled Brian's legs as they lost themselves in a heated kiss. "I want you to fuck me," Justin panted as he bit Brian's bottom lip. Brian moved down to Justin's neck, licking, sucking and nipping at the delicate skin. Justin grabbed onto the sofa, trying to keep himself from falling as Brian continued his oral explorations.

"I'm going to fuck you all night," Brian said as his hands moved in between them, unbuttoning Justin's jeans.

"Promises, promises," Justin purred as Brian reached inside the constricting material and grabbed his leaking cock. "Don't stop, don't…" Justin breathed. Justin's voice was full of lust as he buried his face in Brian's neck, sucking on the smooth skin. Brian moaned as Justin sucked and sucked on his heated skin.

"Fuck," Brian said as he quickly started to undo his own jeans. Justin moved his lips to Brian's, kissing him deeply. "Justin, Justin," Brian said as he pushed on Justin's hips, wanting to move the smaller man so that he could easily strip him of his jeans. Justin opened his eyes, looking first at Brian and then at the shadow in the hall by the stairs.

"Shit," Justin said as he willed his hips to stop thrusting forward. "J, baby girl, go back to sleep," Justin said. Brian stopped moving and dropped his head onto Justin's chest. Junior stood where she was in the hallway, not moving.

"No bed," Junior cried. Her pink pajamas were moving slightly with each breath she took. She held her stuffed duck to her mouth, biting on the orange bill.

"I thought they were supposed to get easier as they got older," Justin said with a laugh as he looked at Brian and then back at their daughter. They were still surprised at how much her vocabulary had developed since she turned two.

"Yeah right," Brian said. Justin got up and walked over to Junior. He took her hand and walked with her back up to her bedroom. Justin stopped halfway up the stairs and turned to look at Brian.

"Do not move from that spot," Justin said as he turned back around and took Junior to her bedroom. Brian leaned his head back on the sofa and tried with all his might to not touch himself.

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Justin walked into their daughter's room. He picked her up and carried her over to her bed. He bent over to lay her down and she started to kick and scream. "No, no, no, no," she said. Justin sighed. They had bought her a miniature version of their bed for her second birthday three weeks ago and she was still refusing to sleep in it. She was so stubborn, just like her fathers.

"J, you have to sleep in your bed. You are a big girl now and big girls sleep in big girl beds," Justin said as he put her in the bed again.

"No bed daddy, no bed," she said as she screamed and yelled. Justin moved away from the bed and walked over to the bedroom door. Junior got up and followed him.

Justin turned around and glared at her. "Junior Marie, get in the bed, now," Justin said firmly. Junior stopped in her tracks as she stared at her daddy.

"No bed," she said quietly. Justin stood his ground. If he could deal with Brian, he could deal with anything.

"Get… in… the… bed," Justin said. Junior walked over to her bed and stepped up on the small ledge. She crawled into the big bed and sat down. "Lay down," Justin said. He watched as the messy head of dirty blonde hair disappeared into the covers. He waited for a few minutes to see if she was going to get back up.

Justin could feel her hazel eyes burning into him as he stood there. When he was certain that she was not going to get back up he walked back down the stairs. Brian was still on the sofa with his head leaning back. Justin walked up and kissed him on the forehead before grabbing his hand. "Come on, let's take it to the bedroom," Justin said.

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"Oh fuck Brian, oh fuck," Justin said as Brian pulled out and pushed back inside again. They had been going at it all night. Junior had not gotten back up and they had a lot of fucking to catch up on. Justin grabbed the sheets as Brian pounded into him. Brian swiveled his hips and pushed into Justin again, grazing the smaller man's prostate.

Justin arched up off the bed and his right arm moved to wrap around Brian's neck.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh," Brian said as he pounded into Justin. Justin walked over the edge, gripping Brian tightly and pulling him over the edge with him. Justin screamed as he spilled his seed all over himself and Brian. Brian emptied himself into the condom and collapsed on top of Justin.

Justin ran his hands up and down Brian's back, his hands gliding smoothly over the sweat covered skin. Justin felt himself falling asleep just as Brian's breathing evened out.

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Vanessa Hallorson walked through the gallery, her long hair flowing behind her. "It's amazing," she said. Justin followed behind her as she took in everything and offered suggestions about what should be different. "I loved that you put 'Lethal' and 'Re-birth' next to each other. It makes for a perfect contrast," she said to Justin.

"Thanks, I thought it would make a nice balance, to really showcase the life and death of it all," Justin said. Vanessa turned toward Justin and nodded.

"So, everything is ready for the show?" Vanessa asked as they walked back toward Justin's office. "We don't want any surprises."

"Yeah, we are hanging the final pieces today. Everything is right on schedule. It's going to be great," he told her. They had become good friends over the months it had taken to get to this point. The show was on Friday night. It was going to be the biggest show that he had ever organized.

"I trust that it will be," she said as Justin opened his office door, letting her walk in first. Vanessa sat down as Justin walked around and took a seat at his desk, pulling some papers from the drawer. Vanessa looked them over and signed the final papers. "Oh, I bought you something for that sweet baby." Vanessa picked up a large gift bag and handed it to Justin.

Justin took the bag and smiled. "Vanessa, you didn't have to…."

"Please, I don't have kids. So, I have adopted yours," Vanessa said with a smile as she stood up. Justin thanked her and walked around the desk to walk her out.

"Thanks again," Justin said as he hugged her and kissed her.

"You're welcome," Vanessa replied. "See you on Friday." Vanessa got into the limo and Justin waved as the car took off down the street.

Justin was walking into the building when he heard the screech of car tires. He turned around and watched as Daphne jumped out of her car. "Daphne, what are you doing here?" Justin asked. Daphne didn't say anything; she just grabbed his hand and pulled him into the building.

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"What?" Justin asked as Daphne slammed his office door closed. She pushed Justin onto the couch and sat down next to him. "Daphne, what's going on?"

"Oh man," Daphne said as she turned toward her best friend. "Cedric… asked me to marry him," she blurted out. Justin sat waiting for the rest of the news.

"And you said…" Justin asked. Daphne threw her body back on the coach.

"I said… let me think about it," Daphne said. Justin gave her a tight lipped smile and sighed. "I know, that's so bad, but what was I supposed to say?" Justin knew that he was not supposed to comment, so he folded his arms and listened. "I mean, things have been going really well since we got back together. He has changed a lot, but we have only been back together officially for a few months," Daphne said. "Justin, answer me."

"Well, I think…" Justin began.

"Yeah, you are right. I am overreacting. I really love him. Fuck it, I am going to go for it. Thank you Justin, I love you." Daphne kissed Justin's cheek and jumped up off the couch. Justin just watched as his best friend disappeared. Justin closed his eyes and counted to ten.

"Justin," Mike called as he peeked inside the open door.

"Over here on the couch," Justin said as he rubbed his head.

Mike walked in and took a deep breath. "I know that this may be the last thing you want to hear… but, Steve and Dan just dropped one of the Richard Fleming paintings." Mike stopped talking and stared at Justin.

Justin sat up straight. "Which one?" Justin asked as he looked at Mike.

Mike let his bottom lip go. "External light," Mike said.

Justin felt his heart speed up. "How bad is the damage?"

"They busted the frame and the glass is shattered," Mike said. Justin got up from the couch and walked out to the modern art section. There was glass everywhere.

"Fuck," Justin said. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed an all too familiar number.

"Preston Framers," Billy answered.

"Billy, hey, it's Justin. I need another favor."

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"Are all the boards ready for tomorrow?" Brian asked as he grabbed his jacket and looked at his watch. Cynthia looked over all her notes.

"Yeah, they're all ready. Marcus started on the new layouts for the Gramercy account. Mr. Gramercy requested a Monday meeting. He said that he is only going to be in Pittsburgh for two days," Cynthia said.

"Good, tell Marcus to hurry with the layouts so that the art department can put something together in time for the meeting." Brian looked at his watch again. "Okay, everything is done. I have to go," Brian said. Cynthia followed him out of the office and to the front door, writing down all the things Brian was saying to her. He walked out the front door and Cynthia went to make sure that everything Brian wanted got done.

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"Hello Mrs. Remmy," Brian said as he walked into Junior's classroom. Mrs. Remmy looked over at the handsome man and smiled. She was so disappointed that he was gay.

"Hello Mr. Kinney, how are you?" She asked. It was just after lunch and the kids were enjoying their free time.

"I'm just peachy," Brian said. Junior looked up and saw her dad. She dropped her crayons and went running over. Brian saw his daughter coming and bent down to pick her up.

"Hey, shortie," Brian said as he kissed her cheek. "Go pick up your crayons, we have to go." Brian put her down and watched as she went to pick up her stuff and put it away. He shook his head at the small girl as she smiled and giggled, putting her stuff away.

Her smile was so much like Justin's.

"Dad," she said as she literally hopped back over. "We can go and get ice cream?" She asks. Brian remembered when she could only say daddy and now she was talking all the time. Brian was not sure which version of her he liked more.

She twisted her feet to the side and stood along the edges of her shoes; bright yellow Converse.

"Hmm, ice cream. I don't know, daddy would not be happy with us," Brian said. He looked down at his smiling baby girl as she held onto his legs. "Stand up straight," Brian said pointing at her feet. "You can have ice cream after you eat dinner, okay?"

"Kay," Junior said. She grabbed Brian's hand and tried to pull him out of the door. Jessica walked over and handed Brian her jacket and her small book bag.

"Thanks, later," Brian said as he let his very eager daughter drag him out of the classroom. Brian pushed open the front door of the building and stepped out into the sun. He pulled his sunglasses from his front pocket and placed them on his face. Junior looked up at him and pointed.

"Glasses, wanna wear my glasses," she said. Brian held onto her hand tightly as they walked across the parking lot.

"Your sunglasses are in the car," Brian said as he unlocked the door to the SUV. He opened the back door and tossed her jacket and bag inside. He lifted her up and strapped her into her car seat. He reached into the organizer that was hanging on the back of the seat and handed her the small pair of sunglasses.

She quickly put them on her eyes, upside down, and leaned her head back. Brian closed her door and walked around the SUV to get into the drivers seat. He pulled out of the parking lot and away from the school, heading for the doctor's office.

Brian stopped at the first red light, dreading taking her to the doctor. "You know, I think that your daddy scheduled his day so that he could not take you to this appointment," Brian said to his daughter as he drove through the light.

"Dad, play bear, play bear dad," Junior shouted from the backseat. She wanted Brian to play her Playhouse Disney tape, a compilation of all the songs from the shows on the channel. Bear in the big blue house was her favorite.

"Bear is in Daddy's car," Brian said as he pulled into the doctor's office parking lot. He turned the car off and got out, walking around to get her out of her car seat.

"Dad, where is da bear?"

"In daddy's car," Brian repeated as he grabbed her book bag and shut the door. He sat her on the ground and grabbed onto her hand before she could run off. Running was an old activity that she had finally gotten coordinated enough to partake in fully. She tried to run even as Brian held on tightly to her hand.

"Where's daddy?" She asked as Brian opened the door and walked into the office, the air conditioner knocking off the heat.

"Daddy's at work." Brian walked up to the receptionist and gave her the appointment time. Junior twisted around and around his legs, her new sneakers squeaking on the linoleum. Brian picked her up and went to sit in one of the chairs.

Fifteen minutes later Junior was asleep and Brian was tired of waiting. His phone started to vibrate in his pocket. He pulled it out and checked the display. "Hey," Brian said as he answered the call.

"I just wanted to make sure that you got to the appointment on time," Justin said as he walked into his office, closing the door behind him.

"Well thank you dear, but I am perfectly capable of driving our daughter to the doctor." Justin laughed and sat down. "Did you want something, specifically?"

"Asshole, I'm on my way home. Do you want to eat anything special?" Justin asked. Brian smiled and rolled his lips into his mouth. He looked at all the children in the waiting room and refrained from saying what he was really thinking.

"I don't care," Brain said as the nurse motioned for him to come back. He got up, shifting Junior on his shoulder as the nurse ushered him into a room to wait for the doctor. "I gotta go, the doctor just walked in." Brian flipped his phone closed and slid it into his pocket.

"Hello, Brian," Dr. Jeff Winters said. He was a former trick, and a damn good pediatrician.

"Hey," Brian said as he stood next to the examination table, Junior sleeping soundly on his shoulder. Jeff placed Junior's records on the table and moved over to the small sink to wash his hands.

"Okay," Jeff said as he dried his hands off and sat down on the swivel stool. "You can go ahead and take all her clothes off," Jeff said as he looked over her records. Brian sat her bag down on the empty chair in the room and took all her clothes off, leaving her in just her pull-up.

Junior opened her eyes and looked around the room. She did not like the doctor.

She had just started potty training two days ago so they used pull-ups whenever she had to go out for long periods of time. "Well, hello to you miss Junior. Oh, I see you've started potty training," Jeff said, writing it down in her charts.

"Yeah, we got tired of buying diapers." Jeff laughed and stood up. He put his stethoscope in his ears and listened to her heart and lungs. Junior tried in vain to get away from him but Brian held her firmly in place.

She screamed at the top of her lungs. Jeff pulled the stethoscope from his ears and placed it back around his neck. "Well, as you can hear, her lungs are in top form." Jeff laid Junior down and checked her stomach, making sure everything was where it was supposed to be. "How is she eating?" Jeff asked.

Brian sighed. "We still can't get her to eat anything other than oatmeal… and ice cream. It doesn't matter what flavor, she just wants oatmeal… and only the instant kind. We have boxes of it," Brian said. They were always trying to get her to eat something other than oatmeal.

"Just keep introducing new foods to her. She'll come around," Jeff said. He sat her up and checked her reflexes. Junior was sniffing as tears ran down her face. "You'd think she'd be used to this by now."

"She is a drama queen, just like her daddy," Brian said as he took a tissue out of the box on the counter and wiped her face.

"Yeah, I bet. Okay, let's get her weight and then we should be all done," Jeff said half to Brian and half to Junior as he got up and walked over to the scale. Brian picked Junior up and placed her on the scale. Jeff wrote her weight down and sat back on the swivel chair. "Okay, I see here that someone is supposed to get shots today, no wonder your daddy didn't come."

The last time Junior got shots Justin had cried as hard as she did. "Yeah, I don't need both of them crying," Brian said.

Jeff laughed and nodded his head. "That's very true. You can go ahead and put her clothes on now. I am going to go and get the shots. Looks like she gets three today. I'll be right back." Jeff left to go and get the shots and Brian started getting his small daughter dressed again.

He slipped her white shirt over her head, his eyes pausing long enough to stare at the little yellow flowers on the front. He slipped her into her jean shorts and put her shoes on; one yellow Converse and then the other. "I want my daddy," she said in between sniffs.

"Okay, we're going to see daddy soon, okay?" Junior nodded and wiped her nose with her arm. Brian frowned and wiped her arm off.

Jeff walked back into the room and sat the needles on the counter. He grabbed some gloves and slipped them on. "Okay Brian, can you just hold her please?" Brian moved over and held her as Jeff gave her all three shots. "Such a big girl, you are doing a great job," Jeff said as he finished with all the shots. "You want to pick your band aid?" Jeff asked as he held out three band aids for her to choose from.

Of course she picked Bear in the big blue house. Jeff pulled it open and placed it over the tiny pin prick. "What do you say?" Brian asked.

"Thank you," she said as Brian sat her on the floor and grabbed her bag. Brian talked with Jeff for a few seconds before leaving the office. Junior ran ahead of him, pushing at the door with all her might.

Brian walked behind her, opening the door. She moved into the sun and waited for Brian to open the second door. Brian opened the second door and grabbed her hand, walking with her across the parking lot. "We gonna go see daddy now?"

"Yup, we're going to see daddy," Brian said as he pulled out of the parking lot.

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"We lose our spot at the center if we don't decide what we want to do soon," Justin told Brian. The daycare center renewed applications every quarter and it was time for Brian and Justin to decide if they wanted to keep her there.

"I know, so what do you want to do?" Brian asked. "We can't take her to work with us. We can just renew the application and not even worry about it at all."

"Daddy, pee-pee," Junior said as she walked into the living room. Brian was on the computer and Justin was reading a magazine. But, now the munchkin was up and the free time was over. Justin looked over at his daughter and sighed, throwing his face into the pillow he was leaning on. "Daddy, pee-pee," she repeated.

"Yeah, I can see that," Justin said. She had peed all over herself and Justin could just guess what her bed looked and smelled like. He got up off the floor and walked with her to the bathroom. "You are doing it next time," Justin called.

"I look forward to it," the brunet called out. "You know," Brian said. "Hunter is going to be coming home this summer. He is going to need a job. Why not proposition him?" Justin walked out of the bathroom, carrying a wet pair of underwear and shorts.

Junior pushed past him and ran to her room. "Are you sure about that?" Justin asked.

Brian raised an eyebrow and looked at Justin. "She loves Hunter. She'll be with family and it's a hell of a lot cheaper than that center," Brian reasoned. Justin smiled and turned to go deal with his daughter, thinking about what Brian had said.

It wasn't too bad an idea.

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