Shatter (Unbreakable Bonds 2)

“Jordan Torres!” his mother snapped. She handed the covered dish to Jude, then slapped her youngest on the arm. “You seem awfully interested in your brother’s sex life. Is there something you want to tell me?”

“Mana!” he whined, having perfected the way Anna whined to her very traditional Greek mother. “It’s my brotherly duty to give him a hard time! It’s a sacred tradition passed down from brother to brother since the beginning of time.”

Snow snorted.

Jordan grinned at him. “It was nice to meet you, Doc Frost. I really don’t care what you and my brother do together.”

“That’s good to know,” Snow muttered. “It was nice to meet you, too.” He turned to Anna. “Thank you for the wonderful dinner. I enjoyed the food immensely.”

“You come back with Jude anytime. Or you can come back by yourself.” She lurched forward, wrapped her arms around his waist and squeezed. “I want you to feel welcome.”

Snow looked so startled, Jude had to bite his lip to keep from laughing. Jordan didn’t even try to hold back. He snickered all the way into the kitchen. “You didn’t give them all of the leftover mac and cheese, did you, Mana?

She just kept hugging Snow, who awkwardly patted her shoulders. “Your batch is the second I made today, Jude. It’s a whole pan for you and the doctor to share later. The leftovers are in there for my youngest black hole with teeth.”

Snow laughed again and Jude realized something then. His general needed more than what he could give him. He needed a family, too.

And holy hell, was that something Jude had in spades. Lots and lots and lots of family. Nosy aunts and uncles, half Greek and half Spanish and all of them ready to crawl into his business. Some would have trouble—they had with Brian—but the majority would probably see what his mother had the moment Snow walked into her house.

This man had a heart of gold and he needed love like nobody Jude had known before.Chapter 20Jude hugged his mother goodbye and walked into the wintry night, carrying the precious dish of mac and cheese. The evening was bright, with fresh snow layered over the ground, cars and trees. Flakes sparkled in the light from the tall street lamp. The glow turned Snow’s head to a stunning white. Jude glanced back and saw his mother disappear into the kitchen through the window. The lane was deserted and with overgrown trees and bushes blocking the view of the train storage buildings, they were fairly secluded. He stalked ahead of Snow to his Jeep, set the casserole into the back seat, and turned to grab the man. He backed him into his car, opening his coat, leaning in and pressing the front of his body against Snow’s. He slid his hands up Snow’s neck and cupped his cheeks. “Thanks for being so nice to my mother, General.”

Confusion brought Snow’s brows together. “Why wouldn’t I? She’s a nice woman.”

“She can be overbearing and her filter disappeared sometime in the early two thousands.”

He stood, stiff with tension. He didn’t wrap his arms around Jude—but he did stay still and he did spread his legs just enough so Jude fit perfectly in the notch between them. “She loves you so much,” he murmured. “I like her.”

“Do you?” Jude pressed his lips to the light stubble on Snow’s jaw, dropping nuzzling kisses all the way back to his ear. He sucked the cold lobe into him mouth, bit gently, then sucked it back to warmth.

Snow shuddered and his hand clenched on Jude’s waist. He tilted his head, giving Jude more access. Jude ran his tongue around his ear. “I shouldn’t be doing this outside my mother’s house,” he whispered. “And it’s cold. But you make the sexiest sounds I’ve ever heard when my mouth is anywhere near your ear.” He stuck his tongue inside.

The low, rumbly moan that came out of Snow made Jude rock hard. He pressed his dick into the warmth of Snow’s groin and felt that Snow was just as hard, just as hot. “Come home with me tonight,” he whispered, not giving Snow time to answer as he slanted his mouth over his. He didn’t open his mouth right away, didn’t try to lick him open. He merely offered pressure until Snow groaned and opened his lips. Jude slid into that slick, wet heat, twined their tongues together. Slowly…so, so slowly.

Sexy noises came from Snow’s throat again and within a moment, he had both hands clutching Jude’s hips and had started moving his own in a way Jude’s mother would probably find obscene. Jude pulled back, gulped in freezing air, and rubbed his thumb along Snow’s jaw. “So?”

“So what?” Snow breathed, tugging him close again.

“Will you come home with me tonight?”

“Can we leave now?”

“I think we should. Otherwise, I’m going to push you into my Jeep and fuck you through the backseat and I’m pretty sure that although Mana is cool with us, she wouldn’t be cool about that.”