Quaranteam - Book Two (Ch. 12) - Sex Stories

Quaranteam - Book Two (Ch. 12)

... so I sure as hellhope so!"

The next few hours, it was like he was getting to meet Fiona's parents all over again. The same with her brothers, although Rob not being present was strange, at least at first. Then Andy found out that Rob had moved to Spain with his girlfriend a few years ago, and they were still sheltering in place, not having gotten access to the serum yet.

Seamus, Fi's dad, had always liked Andy, and the two men found an easy peace between them almost immediately. "I knew, of course," Seamus told him quietly so only the two of them could hear. "Back then. That the spare bed was just that, and not your actual bedroom. I didn't mind, and I didn't want to cause too much of a fuss, so I went on letting Ellen believe what she wanted to believe and let Fiona convince herself that we didn't know. It seemed better than kicking up too much dust."

"I know that feeling," Andy said with a soft laugh. "Sometimes I feel like the best thing we can do as men is to keep our head down and stay out of the way of the women who know better."

"Now now, my boy. Don't go sounding like those damn Male Protection Act people, Andy," Seamus said. "We few men, we're all that's left, so we have to take care of each other, and look out for each other, make sure nobody's trying to put us out to pasture."

"Yeah, well, I understand their concerns about keeping us all safe, but I'm certainly not going to live the rest of my life in a padded room with no sharp edges or corners ...

... because someone tells me I can't live my life the way I choose to," Andy chuckled. "They can try if they want to, but I can make ahell of a stink, and they've given me a bit of a platform to do it, too. I'm going to look out for my family, and that includes looking out for myself, for better or worse, no matter what the government thinks of me."

"I saw the news of the shooting," Seamus said to him. "That sort of thing can do a real number on a fella's psyche, but it sounds like it wasn't aimed at you."

"Aimed," Andy scoffed, shaking his head in anger and annoyance. "They were two people fighting about whose idea of the end of the world was theright one. It was ridiculous. Nobody gets to decide how the world ends, or what the state of it is after people start picking up the pieces. And yet, one of them decided to shoot the other. I was freaking out about this a few hours ago, but now? Now I just feel sorry forall of them. They're raging against the dying of the light, but it's thewrong light."

For the next hour or so, Andy, Fi and Moira entertained all the questions that Fiona's parents had, although they had a certain amount of information about Moira already. It was just a matter of reincorporating what they'd already learned about Moira when they lived together. Fi's mom had come around, at least mostly, and was now getting excited about the idea of the wedding, although she was a little annoyed that it wasn't going to be a Catholic wedding, despite the fact that ...