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    Noah was furious. This was not what he had agreed to when he had received the phone call this afternoon from James. Admittedly, he probably should have chosen a more appropriate time to kiss Jayden for the first time, but the young man had looked so lovely standing there. His hair was tied back in a loose braid and his eyes were ringed in thick black liner. Jayden had worn a bright pink t-shirt

coupled with his black jeans and boots.
    Noah's cock had hardened at the first glance of the man through the windshield of the car. He couldn't help but plunder that mouth. Jayden looked fucking edible.
    Noah smiled as Jessica berated her sons for their treatment of their youngest brother.
    James stepped forward and offered his hand. Noah reached out and shook it. "I'd like to apologise for my boys.
    They were out of line."
    Noah couldn't agree more. He wasn't about to tell the man that though. It was one thing to admit when your kids were in the wrong, but it was completely different to have someone tell you they were wrong. Instead he changed the subject. "You didn't tell Jayden you were all coming tonight?"
    The man looked slightly embarrassed but covered it quickly. "We thought it best not to mention it to him. His mother and I didn't want to make him nervous about tonight any more than he already may have been. I hope you'll still let us observe for a short time," James said.
    Noah looked around at Jayden's brothers. He could see the strong family resemblance in all of them. Every last one of them, including Jayden, took after their father. No one was smiling after Jessica had lost her temper with them

though. "I'll stick by my original decision, but one more rude remark to Jayden and this is off," he said. Noah didn't like the look on Jayden's face as he had walked away. He had no idea that James had not cleared them coming to watch with Jayden and felt awful for agreeing without talking to him first.
    "Thank you. The boys will behave. God knows their mother and I taught them better manners than that."
    Noah nodded before he headed back to his car and got out the large duffle bag he had packed everything in.
    Slinging it over his shoulder, he locked the car and headed in through the gates towards his brother's grave.

    Jayden was livid with his family for turning this into some kind of spectacle. How dare they! It had been drilled into him from a young age that what they did was very emotional for a lot of people and they were to behave appropriately at all times. This was hardly appropriate behaviour.
    He was so lost in his thoughts about his family that he didn't hear anyone approach, until a gentle hand on his back startled him.

"Hey. Shhh, it's okay, it's just me," Noah said, sounding reassuring. Jayden looked over Noah's shoulder and noticed his family walking towards them.
    "Yeah, you and my entire family apparently." He knew he sounded like a whiney brat but he couldn't help it.
    He could understand up to a point why his parents might want to see him work. After all he dropped a huge bomb at their feet yesterday. They worried about all their kids, Jayden included. His powers were something they had never seen before and he knew they would want to see him work to make sure he was okay. His brothers, however, didn't need to be here.
    "Just ignore them. Or you can try and antagonise them. I made a deal with your dad. One bad word out of your brothers' mouths and they're out of here," Noah said with an evil grin. Jayden couldn't help the snort of laugher that burst from his lips.
    He leaned forward and placed a quick kiss on soft lips before his family arrived. "Thank you," he whispered as he stepped back.
    "You're welcome."
    "Let's get this show on the road, shall we?" Jayden asked.
    Noah agreed and Jayden watched as he set down his

duffle bag. He removed a camping chair and table, quickly setting them up, along with an LED battery-powered light.
    Then came the computer with batteries and recording devices,