Two Best Men, Only One Bed! - Romeo Alexander Page 0,2

and the missus are happy to have you here. She’s with her sister in the next town over at the moment or she’d be joining us. But since I am here, how about a tour?”

“That would be lovely. Having a personal tour guide will beat having to figure things out on our own, thank you,” Blake told him warmly.

Blaine frowned at Blake, waiting until Jack was near the door and out of earshot. “What, now you know how to behave?”

Blake nudged him, grinning. “I deal with jackass businessmen and serious CEOs all the time Blaine, give me some credit.”

“I was willing to until you called it a big gay wedding,” Blaine grumbled.

Blake blinked at him innocently. “But it is a big gay wedding. You’re a big gay, and Eric is...well, he’s little, but he’s got a big personality. Sure, the wedding isn’t what you’d call huge, but I think between the two of you...hey! Don’t walk off!”

Unsurprisingly, his brother completely ignored him and followed after Jack to enter the house. Blaine huffed and quickly followed after his brother before he was left standing outside.

“There are a couple of bedrooms up here,” Jack said as they entered a large room that made up most of the second floor. A pool table sat to the right, next to a set of stairs, and a couch on a raised platform at the back of the room. Jack pointed to the other side where three doors sat in the wall. “One on each side, the door in the middle is the bathroom.”

Blaine looked around, nodding. “This could work if the weather turns against us as a backup dining room.”

“You could, the last wedding party we had out here used it as a dancefloor,” Jack said, pointing up to a strobe light and disco ball hanging from the ceiling.

“That really goes with the decor,” Blake noted wryly.

Jack chuckled. “After a few requests, we decided to put it in. I promise the rest of the house is up to par.”

They descended the stairs into an open living room, complete with plush leather couches and a thick wooden table that sat before a massive stone hearth. Blake was not disappointed to find the stone wall was covered in antlers, a couple of deer heads, and, sure enough, a rifle over the fireplace.

Jack pointed to the left and then to the right. “We have a bar area over there, not large, but it works. The kitchen and the dining room over here, which should work for you if you want to make your own meals.”

Blake looked in on the massive kitchen with plenty of counter space and a huge table that he was sure could have fit twenty people. “That’s uh, one way of putting it.”

“The rooms are down that way, along with a few more bathrooms,” Jack said. “I don’t know how many people you’ll be having but…”

Blaine shrugged. “My fiancé and I will take one of the rooms upstairs. The rest of the wedding party can have the rooms downstairs. Someone can take the second room upstairs, it doesn’t matter to us. There’s enough room, don’t worry.”

“Marvelous, I know some people use one or both rooms for the future in-laws,” Jack suggested with a raised brow.

Blake winced slightly. “Uh, not necessary, we’ll find someone to stick in the room, no problem.”

Jack beamed. “Marvelous, then I’ll show you the patio.”

Blaine’s face was a perfect mask of neutrality as they waited for the man to unlock the door. Blake knew his brother, though, reaching out to pat his side. Sure enough, Blaine stirred, coming out of his thoughts and giving Blake a small but earnest smile.

“I’m okay,” Blaine said, following after Jack.

“I know,” Blake said, going along with the act.

Truth was, there wasn’t much in the way of family showing up to the wedding. Eric’s parents had died when he was ten, and it had been his older brother Sean who had taken guardianship of him and raised him. As for the rest of his siblings, Blake wasn’t quite sure what the story was there. Still, he thought enough was said by the fact that the rest of them had been older, and some of them in better places financially to raise Eric but had left Sean to do it.

As for Blaine, well, only Blake was going to show up. While Blake was a child of the modern age, their parents were about as old-fashioned and stuck in their outdated mindsets as it got. Blake knew it still