know Shep is invited too. We have plenty of space for him to run and play. Just make sure you both bring your swim suits and some old and comfortable clothes to wear." Shiloh gave him an angelic grin and ushered Jackson out the door before he could get a word in edgewise. "See you later, sweetie." Shiloh gave him a flirty wink and closed the door behind him.
So much for telling the little man no.
Though the weekend getaway stank of a setup, Jackson couldn't stop the smile that formed on his face. Maybe spending time at their cabin with friends would be a good idea after all.
As Jackson headed toward his office, he couldn't help but hope so.
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Jackson unlocked his front door and was immediately greeted by a wiggly, happy Shep. He set his briefcase and mail on the small entryway table and leaned down to scratch Shep behind his ears. "You're such a good boy, aren't you Shep?" He gave the dog one more good scratch and headed toward the back door with Shep right at his heels. He opened the sliding door and motioned for the bouncy dog to exit. "Go outside, buddy. I'll be there in a minute."
Shep gave Jackson one more tail wag and took off running into the backyard, barking happily and chasing squirrels.
Jackson chuckled at Shep's antics and slid the door closed.
He walked over to the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of Bud Light. It was time to kick back and relax for a while. Jackson opened his junk drawer and fumbled around for the bottle opener. Just as he started to open the icy beverage, he heard a quick rap on the sliding glass door.
Puzzled, Jackson set the bottle on the counter and cautiously walked to the back door.
Who would be knocking?
He pushed aside the curtain and was immediately met by a pair of smiling golden brown eyes.
Jackson grinned and slid open the door. "Hey, Elijah! Come on in. I was about to kick back and have a beer. Would you like to join me?"
Elijah shook his head and followed him into the kitchen. "I don't drink anymore, Jack. But if you have a Coke or some water, I'd love to join you. I'm sorry for popping in like this," Elijah smiled shyly at him, "I saw you pull up, and I thought you might like some company."
Jackson's heart fluttered happily. He was flattered that Elijah had been looking for him to return home. It was exciting to think the younger man wanted to spend some time with him. He made a mental notation that Elijah didn't drink alcohol and hunted through his refrigerator for a non-alcoholic drink.
"You're welcome to come by anytime, Elijah." Jackson grabbed a cold bottle of soda from the refrigerator. He twisted the top off of it and handed it to his new friend with wink.
"Thanks, Jack. I appreciate it." Elijah's shy smile turned into a happy one. He accepted the Coke from Jackson and took several healthy swigs from it.
He watched Elijah's full, sexy lips surround the top of the bottle as he thirstily drank from it. To Jackson's horror, he could feel his cock start to harden and press against the zipper of his khakis. He forced his gaze away from those kissable lips and took a deep drink of beer.
Jackson needed to cool down his wayward libido before the younger man noticed his aroused state, embarrassing both of them. "Um, Elijah, how about you head on out back with Shep while I get changed into something more comfortable? I'll join y'all in a few minutes, okay?"
"Okay, see you in a few." Elijah gave Jackson a saucy wink and was out the door before he could say another word.
Jackson watched Elijah's cute little round butt disappear outside. His adjusted his hard prick and leaned heavily against the countertop.
He called me Jack .
Hardly anyone called him Jack anymore. Ironically, all through school and college, he had been known to his friends as Jack, not Jackson. But since Ben and his family had favored his given name so much, Jack soon turned into Jackson. Now with Elijah calling him Jack, he began to think that maybe with this budding friendship and
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