The Detective and the Prosecutor
Part 7
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Justin was crying uncontrollably. Brian had told him that he loved him and asked him to marry him. And the only thing Justin could do was cry. He felt the rings in his hand, but they felt so heavy. This was his dream, and he was so scared.
“Sunshine, are you okay?”
Justin looked into the eyes he loved so much, “I’m overwhelmed Brian, I don’t know how to feel.”
“Do you love me?”
“More than anything.”
“Then this should be easy, give me your hand.”
Justin presented his left hand to Brian. Brian slipped the ring onto Justin’s finger. He presented his hand to Justin in an unspoken gesture for him to do the same. Justin repeated the movement, and Brian had an Irish wedding band affixed to his left hand.
“Sunshine, this is it, this is forever.”
“I know Brian, believe me, I know.”
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An hour later, Brian was wondering if he was insane. Jennifer had arranged limousine transportation for to the Plaza Hotel, even though she lived within walking distance to the elegant hotel. Flashbulbs exploded in Brian’s eyes as they exited the limo. He felt Justin grab his arm and lead him into the hotel. In all the times he had visited Vic, Brian had never been in the Plaza Hotel. He was overwhelmed by the extravagant wealth that was displayed before him. Justin leaned into him, and whispered in his ear, “It’s just a game, Detective.”
Hearing Justin’s voice in his ear made him relax a little. He still felt like he was in another world when they stepped in the elegant ballroom. It was very elegant and understated. Ivana approached them, followed by Ivanka and each of them were given a warm hug. The evening went forward from there. Apparently the stamp of approval from Ivana Trump, gave you a green light in this world. Brian shook hands with men he had read about in the business journals and hugged by women he had seen in the society pages.
The amazing thing was how many gay couples were at the party. Even though Brian had never been in the closet, the circles he frequented were a million miles from here. Sure there was a gay social scene in Pittsburgh, but Brian had always felt disdain towards the “social climbers.” He never really saw any point in high society, the people were always so phony. He was amazed he didn’t feel that way with the Taylors. A champagne flute was pressed into his had, and his eyes met Justin’s. He pressed a brief kiss to his lover’s lips, and received a warm smile in return.
The evening flew by pretty quickly. Brian learned the meaning of “work the room.” He watched as Justin, Molly and Jennifer moved effortlessly from table to table and chatted with each of the guests. Brian spent a lot of time talking to Chad, Molly’s boyfriend, even though she would never admit it. Brian laughed to himself when the elegant model was transformed into a giggly teenager when she saw Chad. Another illusion shattered.
He and Justin even danced together. Brian would have never imagined being at an elegant society function, dancing in the arms of his gay lover. It just goes to show you that first impressions and old prejudices die hard. He always believed that being gay would force him into the shadows. Any public functions would be faced alone, and his private life would exist in the backroom of Babylon. Yet here, tonight, he could walk through the crowd holding Justin’s hand, kiss him just because he felt like it and no one cared. Brian knew his life had changed. If he was honest, it changed the moment he met Justin Taylor.
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The plane ride home was uneventful. They had gone out to brunch with Jennifer. Molly was holed up with Chad. In bed the night before, Brian and Justin took bets on when the younger Taylor would suck it up and accept that she was in a relationship. Over brunch, Jennifer casually busted them, “Don’t think I haven’t noticed the new jewelry the two of you are wearing.”
Justin had the good sense to blush, but Brian just stared Jennifer down. She stared back, giving as good as she got, “So tell me, what do those rings mean?”
“I asked Justin to marry me, and he said yes.” Justin was sinking farther and farther into his chair.
Jennifer leaped up and hugged the two men very tightly, “I am so happy for you. Justin, my hope for you has always been to find someone to love. Brian, I think you are a good man, and would love to officially welcome you into our family.”
“Thank you Jennifer.”
“So have you given the wedding any thoughts yet?”
“Mom! We just got engaged!”
“Well you need to think about these things. I would love to have it here.”
Justin looked at Brian’s face, “Mom, I think the wedding needs to be a small affair in Pittsburgh. Just close friends and family. We can have a big New York party later.”
Brian was grateful for Justin’s insight. He was a little afraid of the impulsiveness of his actions. He loved Justin, and wanted to marry him, but he didn’t think he could handle a big production.
Jennifer’s next statement shocked him, “Well it’s your wedding, you plan it the way you want it, and I will be there.”
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Life kind of got back to a little bit of normal when they got back to Pittsburgh. Brian had to laugh, his life which had seemed so glamorous before the New York trip, now seemed like an over priced cubic zirconia. He shared those feelings with Justin one night in bed, and the twat had the nerve to laugh at him. Brian actually had the nerve to look put upon. Justin just reminded him, that the material things didn’t matter, it was the person who mattered. Brian remembered some of the stuck up society people he met over the weekend, and realized Justin was right.
The immediate task at hand was getting Justin moved into the loft. His lease was up pretty quickly, so he needed to move out.
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Justin put all his stuff in storage and moved into the loft. The two men quickly realized that they needed to find a house, and soon! They were tripping over each other at every corner, and fighting all the time. Brian liked his living space clean and sparse. Justin on the other hand thrived on chaos and clutter. Brian would lose it when he came home and found shit everywhere. Justin would transform the living room into a large studio. And Brian would come home to paint fumes, and every available space covered with drawings. He loved that Justin was concentrating on his art again, but the confined space of the loft was becoming too much.
One night, after a tense argument, Brian found his lover staring out the window. He wrapped his arms around Justin, and rested his head on his shoulder. Justin spoke first, “Baby, this isn’t working.”
“I know.”
“Are we being stupid, thinking queers could cohabitate like normal people?”
“No, we’re not. We just need more space. Space for you to clutter up, that I don’t have to see,” that earned him a dirty glare from his lover, “you know what I mean. We need to start house hunting.”
“Yeah, I guess we do.”
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The task of house hunting was daunting. They could never agree on something, Brian would like one and Justin would hate it, or vice versa. They were driving their real estate agent crazy. Justin wished his mom worked in Pittsburgh, she would find them something. The amateur they had hired didn’t even listen to what they wanted. They were adamant about having at least 4 or 5 bedrooms, a room for Gus and room for guests. They also wanted 2 offices and studio space. Every house they were shown was missing something. This continued for weeks.
They tip-toed around each other at the loft, each one trying not to bug the other. It was very stressful on their relationship. Justin even camped on Emmett’s couch a few times. They always made up, and the reunion sex was hot.
One Tuesday afternoon, Brian came home, very grumpy. Justin took one look at his lover’s face, and didn’t say anything. Brian just dropped to the couch and sighed. This was Justin’s cue, he got up from the desk and joined his lover on the couch. Brian shifted and laid his head on his blonde lover’s lap. Justin unconsciously began to run his fingers through Brian’s hair, “What’s wrong baby?”
“My mother has called another ‘family dinner’.”
“So when are we going?”
“We??”
“Yes, we. You told me when we were in New York that you would take me to your mother’s the next time she invited you. This is the ‘next time’ I believe.”
“Baby, you don’t want to go. My mom and my sister … well let’s just say they are nothing like yours.”
“Bri, I need to go, we need to go, I think you need me to go. Look on the bright side, maybe she’ll be so horrified by entertaining her son and his gay lover, that she’ll never invite us again.”
Brian smiled at that thought, “God, I wish.”
“Besides the best defense is a good offense.”
“You’re planning something aren’t you Sunshine?”
“Well, you know I never like to brag or show off about my past or who my friends are, but maybe I could make an exception.”
“What are you getting at?”
“Let’s take our pictures from New York, and show them to her on the guise of ‘we just wanted you to see them.’ She can see you, commanding the attention of the highest society in Manhattan, dancing with Ivana Trump, all the things I bet she would kill for. She can see how good your life is, how successful you are, and how many people like and admire you. She can see how lucky I am to have someone like you love me.”
Brian spoke softly, “I’m the lucky one.”
Justin looked down into his lover’s eyes, “We’re both lucky.”
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The next evening was the dinner. Brian and Justin arrived on time, and Justin had picked up a bottle of wine. Brian snorted when he saw it, “Kissing up Sunshine?”
Brian had told Justin about his mother’s over-indulgence, “Hey whatever it takes, it’s my first dinner at the in-laws.”
Brian groaned. The two men hadn’t even had a chance to discuss their wedding. Looking for the house, fighting and making up had taken all their time.
They decided they wouldn’t make any big pronouncement about their relationship to Joan Kinney. Justin figured the fact that he was going at all, was a huge step. Brian was terrified. Even at 35, his mother still had the power to intimidate him. Whenever he was around her, he became a child again, he just took her abuse and anger and did nothing. Brian silently wished that his mother would behave, because he knew Justin. If Brian was attacked, Justin would retaliate and take no prisoners.
Joan had been watching for Brian’s car, and had the door open before the two men reached the porch. “Hello Mother.”
“Hello Brian, you’re late.” Justin checked his watch, they were five minutes late, this was going to be quite an evening.
“Mom, this is Justin Taylor, he is an attorney for the Prosecutor’s office.”
Justin’s breeding took over, he grabbed Joan Kinney’s hand, “It’s a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Kinney, thank you for having me.” He handed her the bottle of wine, this is for you.”
Brian loved seeing his mother off her guard, she had no idea what to make of the beautiful blonde her son had brought to dinner. They were led into the living room. Clair was already there. She was just as surprised as her mother that Brian had brought someone to dinner. Clair knew her brother was gay, but they hadn’t been close in many years, so she didn’t know anything about his personal relationships. She sensed this man was very important to her brother, that she loved, contrary to what he thought.
“Justin, this is my sister Clair, Clair this is Justin Taylor.” The two shook hands.
“It’s very nice to meet you Clair.”
“You too Justin.”
Brian wasn’t sure what was happening. He hadn’t been close to his sister for years, he figured she shared their mother’s view of him, but here she was, warmly shaking the hand of his lover. She welcomed him warmly, not the obligatory handshake that Joan had offered.
The four sat at the dining room table. Brian and his mother were quiet, but Justin and Clair were talking a mile a minute. Justin sensed that Brian had retreated into his walls. He wondered if this was a common occurrence when he was around his family, or if it was because Justin was there? He remembered the nights Brian would come home from his mother’s, withdrawn and shaken, he quickly realized this “quiet” Brian was because of his family.
After dinner, the four had coffee. Justin had to give Brian’s mother credit. She was obviously uncomfortable with her son’s “friend” but put on her best “church manners.” Clair was another story. Justin expected a carbon copy of Brian’s mother, but she wasn’t. She was a kind, warm woman, very much like her brother. It was obvious she wanted to be closer to Brian, but he was so closed off that she just backed away.
“Brian, I was very upset that you were not able to come to dinner last time.” It was obvious that Joan Kinney thrived on these family dinners, so that she could reign over her children. Justin realized he would need to be strong for his lover.
“Actually Mrs. Kinney, that was my fault, we were in New York.”
“New York?” This came from Clair.
“Yes, we were visiting my mother. That’s where I am from.”
Joan decided to play her “superior” trump card, she did not like this presumptuous man that her son had brought over. “You’re from New York, where the Bronx, Queens?”
Justin saw right through her, and he was not about to let her belittle him or Brian. Brian was still so silent, and distant. “Actually Mrs. Kinney, I grew up in Manhattan.”
“Really?”
Gotcha, the blonde thought, “Yes, I brought pictures from our trip, would you like to see them?”
“Absolutely,” Clair was anxious for any information about her brother. Joan was silent, but she moved closer when Justin pulled out the pictures. Justin weaved a tale about each one. He had pictures of Molly and Ivanka, Brian and Molly, Brian and Ivanka, pictures from the party … Justin could tell even Joan Kinney was impressed by the people her son was associating with. Justin hated that it took this superficial bullshit to get a rise out of Joan, but if that’s what it took. Brian stayed quiet, but draped his arm over the back of Justin’s chair in a silent show of possession.
It was time to leave, and Brian couldn’t get out of there fast enough. Joan dismissed them quickly, but Clair surprised him when she hugged Justin and whispered in his ear. He gave her his “Sunshine” smile and hugged her back.
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The ride home was silent. Justin was anxious to talk, but he decided to let Brian take the lead. “What did Clair whisper to you?”
“She thanked me for making you happy.”
“What?!?!”
“Yeah, she loves you Brian.”
“I don’t think so.”
“I think she does, but she is trapped by your mother, and you don’t seem to be particularly open when you are there.”
“It’s called self-preservation Sunshine.” Justin could tell Brian was looking to pick a fight.
“I know, your mother is a self-righteous sanctimonious bitch, but your sister is not. I think you could be close, if you gave her a chance.”
“Not fucking likely.”
“Whatever you say, Detective.” The rest of the ride was in silence.
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Two days later, Justin was sitting in his office when Daphne told him Clair Kinney was there to see him. Justin was shocked. He and Brian had not talked about the dinner, and Justin wisely held his tongue.
“Clair, what a surprise!”
“I’m sorry for coming by unannounced.”
“It’s ok, I was just going to get some lunch, would you like to join me?”
“I’d love to!”
They went to the Italian restaurant across the street. It was one of Justin’s favorites. He had a feeling this was going to be an important lunch.
After they placed their lunch order, Justin decided to get to business, “So Clair what brings you here today?”
Clair smiled at the man’s directness, “I was in the neighborhood?”
“Wrong answer, try again.”
“It was really nice to meet you the other night. Brian keeps himself so closed off from us.” Justin was about to speak, but Clair continued, “Our parents were awful, mom still is. I just hate the fact that Brian lumps me in with her. I would really like to be his sister, but he won’t let me.”
“He just protects himself.”
“I know. He just boxes me in with mom, and pushes us away. He’d be surprised if he knew that the only time I see our mother is these ‘family dinners’ just like Brian. I have no desire to include that woman in my life.”
“She seems a bit tough to take.”
“That’s an understatement.” The two giggled.
“So why come and see me?”
“My brother loves you.”
“We love each other.”
“I know, and I would like to know you, both of you. I figure I stood a better chance with you than with Brian.”
“That’s probably true. Why don’t you come over for dinner tonight. I’ll make myself scarce, go to the store or something, and you and Brian can talk.”
“Do you think he’ll talk to me?”
“Yes, I think he would love the chance to be close with you. He envies the relationship that I have with my sister. I realize now, it’s because he wishes he had that with you.”
“Ok, but if he kills us, it’s your fault.”
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Brian walked into the loft, and expected to find Justin, so to say he was surprised to find Clair was an understatement. “What the fuck are you doing here?”
“Justin invited me over for dinner, he had to run to the store.”
“He should have asked me before he invited you.”
Clair thought about fighting, but she decided to take another approach, “Why do you hate me Brian?”
The words were spoken so softly that Brian almost didn’t hear them. His shoulders slumped, “I don’t hate you Clair.”
Clair walked up behind Brian, and rested her hand on his shoulder, “You act like you do.”
“It’s just that … you’re a part of them … something I can’t separate.”
“Why not, I do. Did you know that the only time I see mom is when she summons our ‘family dinners?’ I don’t have a relationship with her, I don’t want one, but I want one with you.”
Brian turned to his sister with unshed tears in his eyes, and allowed her to embrace him.
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Justin came home to find the two siblings on the couch laughing. “Sunshine, that was a long trip to the store.”
Justin knew that everything was ok, “Yeah well I had to go to five different places to find the only salad dressing that you will eat.”
The trio had a wonderful dinner, and before Clair left, she and Brian arranged to have lunch the following week. Justin had been doing the dishes while the siblings said goodbye. He felt his lover’s arms come around his waist. Brian rested his cheek against Justin’s, “How do you know exactly what I need?”
Justin turned around so they could look into each other’s eyes, “That’s what future husbands are for.”
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Later that week, Brian found himself having lunch with Clair. He was surprised that they became so close so fast. He remembered when they were kids. There would be nights when their dad would come home drunk, and the two siblings would huddle in one of their rooms. Sometimes they would talk, other times they would just hold each other until morning. Brian was ashamed that he had lumped his sister into the same box with his parents.
“So tell me about Justin.”
“Tell you what, the two of you are thick as thieves, I figure you know everything about him.”
“I want to hear it from you. Contrary to what you may think Brian, I’ve cared about you forever, and you could have knocked me over with a feather when you actually brought someone home. You never brought your personal relationships into the house, so he must be special.”
“I asked him to marry me.”
“What?” Clair was not expecting this, “I think you’d better start at the beginning.”
“We need more wine.”
Clair giggled, “Carrying on another fine family tradition?”
Brian laughed at this, “No, it’s just a long story. Ok … well I’m sure you know, after living with the Jack and Joanie show, I had pretty much given up on love. All I knew was what I saw in our parents. I thought love was a word you threw around, and didn’t mean anything. How many times did Jack tell us he loved us and then abuse us in some way?”
Clair dropped her gaze, “All the time.”
“Exactly, so I just figured it was bullshit. I fucked guys to take care of my sexual needs, and I had friends to take care of the rest. I had established quite a reputation in ‘gay Pittsburgh.’ I started to slow down after Gus was born.”
“Who’s Gus?”
Brian knew he was going to have to field this carefully, “He’s my son.”
“What?!?!?!”
“Do you remember my friend Lindsey?”
“Yeah, from college?”
“Well, she’s a dyke, and she and her ‘wife’ decided they wanted a baby, and asked me to be the father. I wasn’t planning on being involved much past the original ‘donation.’”
“Brian!”
“Hey, I thought we were being honest here!”
Clair shook her head at her brother, “Go on …”
“Well Lindsey had other plans, and I had no choice but to be a dad. I’ve never regretted it since. Although I do tend to go a few rounds with her ‘wife.’”
“Her wife?”
“Yeah, Lindz is a lesbian, she has been with Melanie for seven years.”
“How old is Gus?”
“He’s six.”
“I never knew anything about him.”
“I didn’t tell anyone, wanted to protect him I guess.”
“I’d like to meet him.”
“You will.”
“So how does Justin fit in?”
“I met him about nine months ago. He was the prosecuting attorney on a case of mine, and let’s just say sparks flew.”
“When did you get engaged?”
“When we were in New York. I was terrified to meet his family …”
“You … terrified?”
“Clair, they’re not like us. Justin grew up in Upper Manhattan near Central Park. His ‘aunt’ is Ivana Trump and his sister is a supermodel. Don’t get me wrong, they’re great, but it’s a little intimidating.”
“I guess I can understand that, but Justin seems really great and down to earth.”
“He is. His mom and sister are too, it’s just he comes from a different world.”
“Yeah, and it sounds like he could have anyone he wants, and he want you.”
Brian smiled shyly, “Yeah, he does.”
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Brian’s reunion with Clair was a huge turning point. He admitted to Justin how much he had missed his sister but had frozen her out because she was such a reminder of his childhood. The two developed a closeness that rivaled Justin and Molly. In fact, it was during a ‘sibling’ afternoon out that they finally found their house.
Molly was on a break from the spring fashion shows, so of course she ended up in Pittsburgh. Since Justin had moved in with Brian, Molly stayed with Emmett. The two were best “girlfriends,” they did facials, manicures and shopping. Brian, Justin, Molly and Clair were driving around after lunch at the diner, when they found themselves in a neighborhood near Melanie and Lindsey. Brian saw an open house and stopped. Justin was leaning in the back talking to Clair and Molly when he realized the car had stopped. He looked over at Brian and found his lover just staring forward. Justin followed his gaze and was staring at the house. This was it, this was home.
The house was built in the Queen Anne period. It was three stories, and had a large yard. Brian wanted a lot of space for Gus. The four walked through the house, and realized there was no question, this was Brian and Justin’s new home. Incredibly, the price was right in line with their budget. The owners were getting a divorce and anxious to unload the house. Molly and Clair were exploring the upper levels when Brian found Justin in the backyard. He walked up behind his lover and gently wrapped his arms around Justin’s waist.
“This is it Bri, this is our home.”
“It sure is Sunshine.”
“Do you think it would be appropriate to have our wedding under the gazebo?”
Brian was shocked. Justin hadn’t discussed their wedding since New York. Brian worried that the younger man had forgotten all about the proposal, Justin’s words showed him that he hadn’t.
“I think it would be perfect,” he leaned in and gave Justin a sweet, romantic kiss.
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Brian and Justin made an offer on the house, and would take possession three weeks later. They decided to have their wedding in September. The leaves would be changing and their backyard would be awash in autumn colors.
Jennifer Taylor decided to relocate to Pittsburgh until the wedding. Justin was a little nervous bringing his mother into the eclectic Pittsburgh clan. It was Brian who silenced Justin’s fears. He remembered the Jennifer Taylor that he drank beer with in the den of her Central Park apartment; the woman who welcomed him into her family with open arms.
Debbie was thrilled that Sunshine’s mom was coming, and planned a barbecue for the first weekend she was in town. Justin was a nervous wreck. He loved his mother, and he loved his Pittsburgh family, but he was nervous about joining the two. Brian told him he was being a drama princess, and to suck it up. Although Justin was slightly annoyed, he trusted Brian implicitly.
Jennifer arrived in town and booked a long term suite at the Pittsburgh Hilton. They would be going to Deb’s that afternoon, Jennifer would come with Molly. Mol was staying with Emmett, but would bring her mother to Deb’s. Brian and Justin would bring Clair and her kids, the Kinney/Taylor clans would come crashing together.
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Saturday came too soon for Justin’s liking. He and Brian had a huge fight the night before. Brian came home from work, and Justin was wrapped up in a painting. He had every surface covered with tarps, and sketches everywhere. Brian came home and immediately went off. The loft smelled like paint fumes, Justin had better not have gotten paint on the furniture, etc … Justin stormed out of the loft and went to Jennifer’s hotel room.
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“Mom, I don’t think I can do it.”
“What do you mean?”
“Brian and I. I don’t think we can make it.”
“Why not? I’ve seen the two of you together. You love each other in ways I never thought possible.”
“Yeah, we love each other, but is it enough? All we seem to do lately is fight. I mean we always make up, but I am tired of fighting.”
Jennifer resisted the urge to laugh, “Sweetie, welcome to the world of adult relationships. You fight, suck it up. You and Brian are very strong personalities. If you got along all the time, I would be worried. Relationships aren’t perfect. There are obstacles around every turn, but you trust the love you have. With love you can get through anything.”
At that came a knock at the door. Jennifer answered the knock and found Brian on the other side of the door. The man looked stricken and lost. Jennifer hugged Brian, “Would you take your little drama princess home, he’s wearing me out!”
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Brian and Justin barely made it to the loft without ravishing each other. Brian slid the door open, and the two men stumbled inside. Brian picked Justin up and threw the smaller man over his shoulder and stalked towards the bedroom. He gently tossed Justin onto the bed and began to remove his clothes. Justin did nothing but watch him.
Brian decided to entertain his young lover. He slowly stripped off his leather jacket until he was standing in his wife-beater and jeans. Justin licked his lips in anticipation. Brian pulled his shirt off, and allowed his hands to brush his nipples. Justin was entranced. He rose up on his knees, and shyly raised his hands to Brian’s chest. Brian vowed to keep his control while Justin explored. Justin removed Brian’s shirt and began to stroke his smooth chest. Justin ran his tongue around Brian’s nipples until the older man gasped. Justin raised his eyes to his lover, and licked his lips in anticipation. Never leaving Brian’s gaze, Justin unbuttoned Brian’s jeans and slid them down over his hips.
Once Brian was free of his jeans, his cock stood proudly, the man never wore underwear. Justin began his worship of Brian’s cock. He pushed his tongue to the other man’s piss hole and tasted the pre-cum that had begun to appear. He moved his tongue to the base of Brian’s dick, and slowly ran up the underside. He heard Brian gasp, but didn’t stop. Justin used his tongue to tease Brian. The detective finally had enough and flipped the blonde onto his back, “If I don’t fuck you soon, I’m going to die.”
Justin rolled over and presented his ass to Brian, “Go for it.”
Brian didn’t need to be asked twice. Although his cock was rock hard, he wanted to lubricate Justin’s hole naturally. He bent forward and used his tongue to prepare Justin. He licked and teased his hole. When he felt Justin had enough lubrication he inserted his fingers, one at a time. He gently stretched his lover’s hole until he knew the blonde would be able to take him comfortably. Once Justin was ready, Brian shoved his cock inside and almost came from the feeling of being inside Justin. This was still new to Brian. He could usually hold off his orgasm for hours, but whenever he was embedded inside the young blonde his control left him, and he loved it!
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Saturday morning came too early for the lovers. They reluctantly got out of bed and headed to the shower. They didn’t discuss the fight the night before, both men knew it was just stress. They both knew their love was strong enough to get through petty squabbles.
They left around noon to pick up Clair. Justin was amazed at the comfortable camaraderie Brian had with his sister now. They teased and taunted each other like he and Molly did. Justin felt his heart swell at seeing his lover so relaxed and happy.
As it turned out, they were the last ones to arrive at Deb’s. They took a long breath before they walked up the sidewalk. The door was immediately thrown open. And Molly launched herself into Brian’s arms.
“Geez Molly, you act like I didn’t see you this morning for breakfast.”
“Whatever stud,” she kissed him soundly on the cheek before turning to her brother and future sister-in-law. “Hey the motley crew is all here.”
“Molly, these are my boys, Peter and John, this is Justin’s sister Molly.” The two boys held out their hands and Molly politely shook them.
Molly whispered to Brian, “We’ll get the sticks out of their asses soon enough.”
Brian was unsuccessful at containing his laughter. Justin glared at him, he had heard Molly’s comment and was not happy. He was very nervous about this barbecue, and he was getting worried that Brian and Molly would not behave. “We’ll get the stick out of your ass too Sunshine.”
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The party was in full swing as the late comers entered the living room. Justin was shocked, his mom was laying on her stomach going through society magazines with Emmett. He was just as intrigued by Jennifer Taylor as he was her children. Jennifer was telling a story about one of the parties in Town and Country. Vic and Debbie were in the kitchen cooking. Michael was talking comic books with Gus, and Mel, Lindz and Ted were engrossed in some mundane conversation. It appeared that Justin’s fears were unwarranted, and the younger man relaxed.
Jennifer got up off the floor and crossed the room to hug her “sons.” The family had a relaxing afternoon. Jennifer fit in the family unit as well as her kids. Brian knew that she would, but nothing he could say would convince Justin. He was glad that drama was done, and Jennifer had met everyone.
After dinner, the family was lounging outside, and talk turned to the wedding. Brian and Justin admitted they hadn’t really done any planning. Emmett was immediately outraged, and christened himself the “wedding planner.” He appointed Molly as his assistant, and began assigning jobs to everyone. Brian had to bring a little reality to the group, “Ok J-Lo, slow down. We can’t do too much planning until we move into the house, then you can go nuts.”
Emmett was clapping his hands excitedly, and dragged Molly in the house to start planning. Justin leaned over to Brian, “Do you have any idea what you have done?”
“Yeah, I figured letting them plan the wedding, would keep them out of our hair.”
“You’re brilliant!”
“I know.”
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The move into the house was pretty painless. Emmett insisted that everyone help so it could be done faster, and then they could get to the wedding. As nelly as Emmett was, no one wanted to piss him off, the drama queen had sharp claws if provoked. Once they got settled, most of the tension between Brian and Justin disappeared. Brian was right, they just needed more space. However the tension gave away to chaos, as “wedding fever” hit full swing.
It seemed like Emmett was over everyday with his notepad checking out one room or another, scribbling furiously. Brian and Justin did trust him enough to give him a key to the house. The men still had to work, it was not like their careers slacked off just because they were getting married. Emmett wanted everything to be a surprise, he wouldn’t tell either men any of his plans, and he swore Molly to secrecy. This made the boys a little nervous, especially Brian. Justin earned a smack on the ass when he reminded Brian that it was his idea to let the “family” plan the wedding.
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Molly and Emmett were sitting amidst a sea of fashion magazines. They were trying to pick colors for the wedding, but both kept getting distracted by the runway spreads. Molly hated seeing herself in print, and blushed whenever Emmett got to one of her ads. She loved to tell stories about the other models, especially the bitchy ones. Emmett laughed, he had met a few of them at the shows he had accompanied Molly to.
“Emm?”
“What sweetie?”
“Do you think Brian and Justin mind?”
“Mind about what?”
“Us taking over their wedding.”
“No, I’ve know Brian a long time, believe me if there were any problems we would have been booted off the project. Besides, I don’t think either one of them really wanted to plan it. I think it will be nice for them to just attend their wedding and enjoy it. No stress.”
Molly always laughed about how different Emmett was around her. His flighty, flaky attitude was just an act. He was actually very smart and articulate. That was why he and Ted were such a good match, but no one gets to see behind closed doors.
“I think Michael’s a little upset though.”
“About what?”
“I think he’s a little bit hurt that he’s not going to be Brian’s best man.”
“Doesn’t he understand that it’s a family thing? I’m standing up for Justin, Clair is standing up for Brian, you’d think it would be obvious.”
“Yeah, but Brian was estranged from his sister for years, all of a sudden they’re bosom buddies, it’s hard for Michael.”
Molly wasn’t crazy about Michael, she thought he was a little too whiny and a little too clingy to Brian, but she tolerated him. “Well, you grow up, and things change.” The reunion of the Kinney siblings was important, and Molly didn’t want Michael to screw that up.
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Joan Kinney was surprised to see her daughter at her door. Clair never visited unless she was summoned. “Well Clair this is a surprise!”
“I needed to talk to you. It’s about Brian.”
“I don’t want to hear it.”
“He’s getting married.”
“What?!?!”
“I thought he was …” she couldn’t even get the words out.
“Gay? He is. He’s getting married to Justin. You remember the man he brought to dinner?”
“They’re both going to hell, and you will too if you support their ‘farce.’”
“No mother, I won’t be going to hell. You’re the one who is missing out. Justin is a great person, and they are a great couple. Their family and friends are wonderful, and have accepted me wholeheartedly. Unlike you. I thought maybe you could be our mother for once, but I guess I was wrong.”
Clair turned and walked out the front door, leaving Joan Kinney speechless.
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Molly was at Brian and Justin’s going over some last minute details. The wedding was in a few days, and there were still some things to work out. Brian and Justin had decided to go out for dinner, they both had a hard day at work, and neither felt like cooking. Molly was surprised when the doorbell rang. Figuring it was Emmett, Molly rose to answer the door. She found Michael on the other side. “Hi Michael, can I help you?”
“What are you doing here?”
“Well it is my brother’s house …”
“Where’s Brian, I wanted to go out?”
“They went out to dinner.”
“God, he’s always doing things with Justin.”
Molly couldn’t believe how clueless this guy was, “Well they are getting married. You usually like to do stuff with the guy you’re going to marry.”
“Well we’re still best friends.”
“Jesus Michael, grow up, move on … he has.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Please, I may be blonde, but I’m not stupid. It’s pretty obvious how you feel about Brian. So I’m sure the fact that he’s with my brother bothers you, but you’re going to have to live with it.” Michael glared at her, and turned to leave, “And by the way, don’t be a bitch on Saturday because you’re not the best man. This wedding is about family, and Brian’s getting a part of his back. If you care about him, like you say, you won’t give him a hard time about it.”
Michael nodded his head sadly and left the house.
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Saturday morning they each woke up alone. Emmett had been adamant that they uphold tradition and spend the night before their wedding apart. Knowing the passionate couple, Molly and Emmett spent the night at the house, in order to ensure no hanky panky went on. Brian and Justin were only allowed to do three things for their wedding, pick out their clothes, choose the guest list and write their vows. Emm told them the dress code for the afternoon wedding. Formal, but not black tie, something like an Ascot. Brian nearly choked when he heard that, he was very nervous about how this was all going to go. He wasn’t nervous about marrying Justin, just the wedding his family and friends were putting on.
Guests would start arriving around two o’clock, and the wedding would be at three. Brian had decided on charcoal and grey morning suits. He was the fashion queen of the pair, and decreed that he would find their clothes. The jackets were cutaways in a dark charcoal, with pinstripe trousers and light grey vests. They were formal, but relaxed enough for the theme of the wedding, they hoped.
Emmett came to get them about ten minutes to three. He ran downstairs to give the grooms a few minutes before they got married. The two men stood in the hallway of their home, and just stared at each other. Tears started to form in Justin’s eyes. Brian crossed the distance between them and lightly brushed the tears away. “No crying Sunshine, not today.”
“Did you ever think, that day in my office, that we would end up here?”
“No, I thought you were snooty”
This earned him a smile, “Snooty? Well, I thought you were an asshole.”
“I guess we were both wrong.”
“Well … you were.”
Brian smacked his ass, “Twat!”
Just reached up to kiss Brian on the tip of his nose, “But I’m your twat.”
Brian leaned in to kiss Justin when Debbie’s voice pealed up the stairs, “Sunshine, kiddo! Get your asses down here, it’s time!”
The two lovers leaned their foreheads together for one last kiss and headed down the stairs hand in hand.
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They found Jennifer and Debbie waiting for them. Both women were dressed very elegantly. Deb had even removed her bright red wig, and wore her hair naturally, a light ash blonde that Brian suspected was enhanced by a trip to the beauty parlor. Brian thought Deb had never looked more beautiful, and he told her so. This caused the brash woman to actually blush.
Jennifer looked just as beautiful, although Brian always thought she looked better in her “slumming” clothes. “Well when a woman gets married, her father walks her down the aisle, so at this wedding, your mothers are going to escort the two of you.”
Brian gave Deb his arm, and Jennifer took Justin’s and the women led their sons out to the back yard. The chairs were arranged to create an aisle leading to the gazebo. The gazebo was draped in fall flowers. It was beautiful and very tasteful. Molly and Clair were standing at the end of the aisle. Molly was in a beautiful rust colored gown and Clair in forest green. Deb and Jennifer took their seats after they delivered the grooms.
The service was performed by a Unitarian minister that Emmett had found. The minister spoke about love and how it was a gift from God, and for once Brian didn’t snicker. Justin was his gift, and if he came from God, then Brian was a believer. The time came for their vows. The two men had bickered about who would go first. Justin won because of his “allergies” and he knew they would act up as soon as Brian spoke.
“Brian, there are so many things that I could say to you today, but we have our entire lives to speak all the words I want to say, so this is what I want to say now. I died thirteen years ago. Not my body, but my heart and my soul, until one day you walked into my life and I was reborn, better and stronger. I commit myself to you today for the rest of my life. I will be your partner, your lover and your best friend … there is nothing that we can’t face together. I’ve loved you forever, even before I knew you, I loved the promise of you, and you are everything I ever dreamed of. I love you Brian, yesterday, today, tomorrow and forever.”
Brian felt his eyes well up, but he willed himself to continue, “Justin I didn’t believe in love until I met you. Even then I wasn’t sure what it meant. My heartbeat speeds up when I think about you, and I smile everytime your name crosses my mind. Your smile brightens my day, and your love warms my heart. I want to spend everyday of my life by your side. I am honored and I am humbled that you are choosing to spend your life with me. I will spend every moment we have making you glad you did. I love you Sunshine, yesterday, today, tomorrow and forever.”
The two men kissed and their guests erupted into cheers. The newly married couple held their heads together, and Brian whispered to his husband, “Forever Counselor.”
His husband whispered back, “Forever Detective.”