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deal with him as soon as I get home."
    "Love you, big guy."
    "Love you too, sweetheart. Kiss William for me."
    Jason couldn't help but smile. The man was so in love with his son.
    "You'll pay for that, you little shit," the guy sneered through clenched teeth as he glared at Jason from his crouched position.
    "Why don't you go find someone else that wants to suck your dick, because I'm telling you right now, it ain't gonna be me." Jason turned to walk away, then looked back over his shoulder. The guy was slowly starting to stand up. "Oh, and I wouldn't count on returning to work tomorrow if I was you."
    "What? I ain't no fucking fairy!" The tradie's expression darkened. He took a step toward Jason.
    "Then why do you keep looking at my dick? Come one step closer and I can guarantee you'll regret it."
    "Yeah, and just what are you going to do about it, princess? You got a lucky shot last time, I'll be expecting it now," the man leered as he licked his hair-covered upper lip. Jason hated these types of guys. Those that acted all big and tough were the worst type of bigots, but secretly they craved and enjoyed gay sex.
    "He won't have to do anything about it," Rick said as he walked around the corner. "Me, on the other hand, I'll happily take out the trash for my brother." Rick wasn't anywhere near as imposing as Alex, but the man still stood at six foot two and had muscles, which he emphasised by crossing his arms over his chest.
    Tradie man was several inches shorter than Rick, and even though the guy might outweigh Rick by a good thirty to forty kilos, it was all fat and beer gut, whereas Rick was solid mass, not an ounce of fat on him. The man stopped his advance and weighed his options. The tradie looked Rick up and down.
    "Seriously, dude, you chose the wrong guy to fuck with." Rick pointed at Jason. "My brother—his partner—stands at six foot five and can just about bench press a fucking car. He'd wipe the floor with you. I suggest you hightail it out of here with your dick still attached, because if you're still here when he gets home, I wouldn't count on it staying that way. And as Jason said, don't bother coming back tomorrow."
    The guy looked royally pissed.
    "You cost me my fucking job." He sneered at Jason. "You pansy-assed guys are all the same, one minute you're all hot and heavy, practically begging for it, but when you get caught, you turn cold as a fucking fish and blame the other guy. Well, I'm not going to let you screw me out of a job."
    Jason stood there stunned for a moment, then he and Rick burst out laughing. Fuck, his sides hurt; Jason couldn't breathe he was laughing so hard. Rick gathered his wits first.
    "You've got to be fucking kidding, right? You heard the description of his partner. Why the hell would he go begging someone one else, especially an overweight, middle-aged guy who smells like he hasn't showered in several days?"
    The tradie's face had gone to beetroot levels of red and his hands clenched at his sides. Rick stepped in front of Jason and gently pushed him out of the way.
    "Now I suggest you leave or I'll call my other brother, the police detective, and have you arrested for sexual harassment and whatever else I can think of by the time he arrives."
    Tradie huffed, then turned and stormed off, the front door slamming behind him moments later. Jason let out a deep breath, then reached forward and squeezed Rick's hand.
    "Thanks," he said quietly.
    "No worries, man, no one should have to deal with guys like that. Especially not after everything you've been through."
    Jason gave him a small smile.
    "Now come on, lunch should be almost ready, and I left Charlie playing in her high chair with her food. I bet the entire dining room is covered in veggies by now."
    Jason laughed. "Bags not cleaning it up." He knew Rick was talking out his ass about lunch, but honestly he didn't care. Jason wanted the company. They could wait for their food together.
    "Hey," Rick said, sounding mortally