relationship before he would commit to a
family. Since that wasn’t about to happen, Ethan would settle for spoiling some
nieces and nephews if his brothers were willing.
It
was just too bad he would never be able to find what some of his brothers
seemed to be finding these days. It wasn’t that it wasn’t possible, Ethan just
didn’t see it happening anytime soon or in the future. As tempting as the idea
had become in recent months, he knew it was just out of his grasp. The reward
not quite worth the risk.
Speaking
of risk…
His
mind drifted to the argument he’d had with Blake earlier that morning. As soon
as Blake showed up at the shop – late, of course – Ethan had been irritated
with him. Specifically, the ill-timed ultimatum that Blake had offered him. As
it would seem, Blake wasn’t in agreement with Ethan’s way of thinking. At all.
Yes,
Ethan was gay. Blake hadn’t been telling him anything he didn’t already know
when he felt the need to rant at Ethan first thing in the morning. He accepted
who he was. Had accepted it since he was young and confused, knowing full well
he was different from his brothers, but not able to control his feelings.
Had
it not been for the small town that he lived in, and the hell he’d already
lived through, Ethan might’ve actually been able to live his life openly as a
proud gay man. But in the rural town of Coyote Ridge, he didn’t have that
luxury. Hell, he had never even come out and told his parents, although he knew
they weren’t oblivious to what was going on around them. Ethan didn’t doubt for
a second that they would support him whole-heartedly if he ever had the desire
to open up to them, but he wasn’t willing to put them through it.
Living
in a small town, his parents were a vital part of the community, and he had
already experienced hell on Earth, the least of which were the hateful, bigoted
comments he endured on nearly a weekly basis. As long as he had a say in the
matter, he was not putting his family through it too.
People
weren’t as open minded as they claimed to be. Fortunately, – or un fortunately,
depending on how you looked at it – he’d learned his lesson early on. Knew
exactly the sort of mistakes he wouldn’t make again. And, dumbass that he was,
he had thought Blake understood that. Had actually believed they were on the
same page.
Wrong.
Shit,
they weren’t even in the same book.
“Walker
family?” A sweet, yet authoritative voice called from behind him and there was
a rustle of activity as most of the occupants in the waiting area all shuffled
toward the nurse standing in the doorway with a huge smile on her face.
“The
doctor is still in with baby and mom, but dad asked me to come out and tell you
that everything is fine.”
His
mother’s sob of joy had everyone turning to look at her. Instinct kicked in,
and Ethan immediately moved to her side, putting his arm around her at the same
time his dad did.
“When
can we go in and see them?” Curtis asked gruffly, his booming voice the
equivalent of yelling in a canyon, which meant everyone probably heard him for
miles.
“Just
as soon as we get them all settled. But, I suggest you go down to the nursery
first. In a few minutes, we’ll take the baby in and get him all cleaned up.”
Him.
They
had been told the baby was a boy, but hearing the nurse confirm sent a rush of
excitement through Ethan. He had a nephew.
Another
delighted sob- slash -chuckle from his mother and the group laughed,
turning to congratulate each other as though they actually had something to do
with the blessed event. Ethan grinned like a fool. He couldn’t help himself.
Hearing that the baby was doing well, and they wouldn’t have to wait much
longer to finally meet him, he felt something loosen inside of him. Don’t ask
him why he’d been anxious lately, but he had.
He
joined the chaotic excitement, returning the brotherly embrace from Zane, then
Travis and Gage. But when Ethan came face