'That's the last of it.' Justin tied the balloon to the fence.
'Very nice. To think, lucky seven for our small princesses.'
'Or deadly sins.'
'I don't think of the girls as sins.'
'I was referring to you.'
'I hope I'm not Sloth.'
'Lust.'
'Oh. Oh! Temperature suddenly warmed up, right?'
'It's not the temp,its you that's hot.' Justin had his hands around the back of the neck he loved so, stole kiss after kiss until they were both panting.
'Save it for the nasty magazines, you twits.' Wade strolled over the lawn, holding Rose Layla's hand. 'How late are we?'
'Not at all.' Drew called back,waved.
A very tired eyed Heath followed, carrying a baby version of himself, hair especially.
'Woah,my Bru!' Justin took note of the bags under his friend's eyes. 'Wade jr kept you awake all night?'
'Wade SENIOR did.' Heath grumbled.
'It's your own fault, getting rained on.'
'Rained...?' Justin asked.
'I made the mistake of getting soaked wearing a white tee.'
'Ohhhh...and your...'
'Yes.'
Drew chuckled beside them, knowing too well about Wade's attraction to nice looking breasts.
'Are we late?' Nattie with her swelled belly and two young boys arrived next, each child holding Tyson's hands.
'Not even close. Glad to see you all here!'
'Likewise.' Nattie nodded. 'Bret,Owen,you guys run along,go play with your friends,okay.?'
'Okay,Mommy!'
Tyson patted his sons backs briefly, sat and grinned proudly alongside an equally smug Wade.
'Ignore him, he thinks he's a 't keep him off me half the time.' Nattie joked,carefully slid into a chair.
'I can relate.' Heath groaned, stuck his tongue out at his husband, tried to sit in a way that would keep him off his rear.
'How's Wadjee and Rose?'
'Rose is my Queen of Hearts, not taking away from you, Nat.' Wade said.
'Hey,no problem.' Nattie smiled.
'And Wadjee's trying to walk.' Heath beamed,then winced in his seat.
'The boys are getting into evverything. Tyson thinks we should keep them on leashes.'
Tyson kept grinning and Justin laughed at his pleased face.
'The girls are okay. They have an interest in planeteriums.'
'They like stargazing and watching hot air balloons.' Drew patted his now dry hair. 'We know which side of the family THAT comes from.'
Group laughter, each parent with a different big smile.
'We're late,aren't we?' Regal rushed up, Ryder beside him, carrying their spiked haired seven year old boy.
'Nah, we're just hanging out, goofing.'
'Talking too much.'
'Or not enough.'
'Cool, see, I TOLD you we weren't late!' Zack gloated, bumping against his husband,hip to hip.
'You're still a div and nothing will change that. Let Spike down, he wants to play with the others.'
'Ah,the overprotective father. I know one of those.' Wade quipped, smiled at Heath, recieved another scowl.
'Spike made you get behind?' Justin poured more punch.
'Jeans.' Regal said and blushed.
'New pair?' Drew leaned forward.
'Yeahhhhh, we broke them in.' Zack turned pink, stammered. 'What a great thirty minutes.'
'Don't you get ideas.' Nattie chided Tyson, winked.
'You either.' Heath grunted at his favorite broken nose.
'So who wants cake?' Justin stood and stretched.
'I'd rather hear more naughty talk.'
'YOU would!' Zack bumped Regal again,laughed.
'Best we check on the kiddies.' Drew stood too.
'Yeah,once Owen finds the gifts,he'll rip into them.' Tyson stood,helped his wife up.
'Cool idea,my friends.' Justin fast walked to the group of children,already slinging around cake,giggling wildly.
Seven years of this, his girls, more years of his friends, his great husband.
Each year passed.
Each time, better than before.
