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The David and James Story
Pairing: David/James
Rating: NC 17
Author: You think anyone’s actually gonna admit to writing this shit?
Disclaimer: No infringement of copyright is intended. You know who the characters belong to.
This is AU. The people involved would never behave like this in real life…
Chapter 45
The Friday after Thanksgiving - early evening
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James had already decided he liked Bo. She was obviously very fond of David, protective of her brother too. She reminded him a bit of his own sister. After David had been called away by his father to help choose the wine for dinner she’d quizzed him about all manner of things. She hadn’t asked anything he felt he didn’t want to answer but he had started to feel like he was being interviewed for the role of brother-in-law.
“Sorry,” she suddenly said. “Coming on way too strong there… I hope you’ll forgive me, James. It’s just that David means a lot to me and I don’t want to see him hurt… but I can see he means a lot to you too…”
James nodded and continued to pet Ginger.
“He’s everything to me…” he mumbled.
As Bo reached out to place her hand on his, Ginger raised his head and turned to glare at her.
“I’m glad he has you. I would give you a hug but I’m not sure Ginger’s going to let me…”
Bo was moving closer. James felt an arm slip around his shoulders and then she was kissing him on the cheek.
“Welcome to the family, James,” she whispered.
James jumped as the door opened.
Ginger leapt off his lap and dashed through the door.
“I came to tell Ginger it was time for dinner but I guess he knew,” Jon said. “Mind if I join you? You look pretty cosy there.”
James realised Bo still had her arm around his shoulders. He jumped to his feet.
“We were… I was…” he began, desperately trying to find an acceptable explanation.
“Hey!” Jon said. “Don’t panic, James. I was only teasing. The whole family is big on hugging and kissing. It took me a while to get used to it too.”
James relaxed as Jon patted him on the shoulder.
“How about we save our hug for when it’s time to leave?” Jon suggested.
James nodded. They were both smiling at him. He smiled back.
“What’s going on?” James heard David’s voice say as he felt David’s body suddenly pressing up against his back.
David’s arms were enveloping him, his lips brushing his neck.
Bo and Jon laughed.
“What did I tell you?” Jon said.
James turned to smile at David over his shoulder.
David frowned and then shook his head, evidently deciding not to pursue the question.
“Beth’s arrived,” he said.
“I didn’t hear the front door,” Bo said.
“She came round the back,” David explained. “She’s with Mom and Lizzie in the kitchen. Come on, Sweetheart. She wants to meet you.”
James found himself being ushered into the hall.
“I’ll get the kids,” Jon was saying, “and have them wash up before dinner whilst you catch up with your sister.”
“Wait a minute, Jon. Take these mugs with you and pop them in the dishwasher.”
“You called me ‘Sweetheart’,” James whispered to David once they were out of earshot.
“So?” David said, slipping his arm around James’ waist. “Don’t be embarrassed, Baby. No one else will be.”
“Please, Davy, not in front of Beth,” James said. “Not yet, anyway. You can’t know how she’s gonna react. Your Mom and Dad and Bo have been great about us. I can’t help feeling it’s not gonna last.”
“Okay,” David said. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. Forgive me?”
“Of course,” James replied, reaching up to kiss David on the cheek.
He smiled to himself, pleased he was getting the hang of it already.
“David!” Patti’s voice was calling from the kitchen.
“Coming, Mom,” David called back.
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As they entered the kitchen a tall, slender, dark-haired woman dressed in faded jeans, a bright blue polo-neck sweater and a well-worn leather jacket turned to greet them. Although her eyes were hidden by thick-rimmed spectacles James could tell she wore no make up. Her hair was long and tied loosely at the nape of the neck with a ribbon. Even dressed as she was James couldn’t deny she was extremely attractive. With a bit of effort she could be stunning. He was reminded of one of those Bond women who are miraculously transformed from studious scientific type to femme fatale when they untie their hair and remove their glasses.
“Come here, little brother,” she cried, holding her arms out to David. “Ooo! You’ve put on weight.”
She had his smile.
“Beth,” David said, stepping into her embrace. “Have I?”
“Around the face,” she added.
“None of us are getting any younger,” he replied. “I see you decided against cutting the hair.”
“No, actually,” she replied. “Just haven’t gotten round to it yet. I need to get it done soon. I never know what to do with it like this.”
hy dhy don’t you wear it loose?” James suggested before he could stop himself. ry, ry, tell me to mind my own business but I’m sure you’d look lovely with it loose not that you don’t look… Tell you what, I’ll just go out and come in again, shall I?”
Beth laughed. David just stared.
“Beth, I’d like you to meet James. James this is my other sister - the brainy one of the family - Beth.”
James held out his hand.
“James!” she squealed, taking his hand.
Her gaze switched back to David.
“Your boyfriend?”
David nodded.
“I’m pleased to meet you, James,” she purred. “Davas tas told me so… little about you… Absolutely nothing, to be precise. I only found out he was gay last night. No one tells me anything…”
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