DINNER THAT NIGHT IS at Carly and Liam’s. Alex would prefer to go back to his and Paul’s house and climb straight into bed with his husband, but with family obligations it’s not to be. Still, dinner with four adults makes managing three kids easier. It’s even pleasant after the meal is over and the kitchen’s been cleaned. Everyone goes out to the back deck, and Alex can curl up next to Paul on the swing and be quiet while the kids play and conversation drifts around him.
He lifts his head, though, when Liam casually mentions that he talked to their joint next-door neighbor about wanting to be the first to know if and when they put their house on the market.
“What the hell?” Alex demands. He’s not sure how amused — or horrified — he should be.
“I was just asking,” Liam says.
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