the_sexy_quinn | Meet the Quinns

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Meet the Quinns

Dev's parents had sent a car to pick up Tom and Dev from the airport. Usually, Dev would feel annoyed that they didn't trust him to make it to the house in Malibu on his own, but this time he was looking forward to relaxing in the back with his boyfriend and unwinding from the flight from Boston. While on the plane, he'd made sure to tell Tom everything he could think of about his folks. He'd shared that both of his parents were born into money yet didn't seem to share the same sense of entitlement that most of their friends did. That didn't mean that they didn't enjoy their money, of course. They had the houses and the cars and all of the trappings of wealth, but the difference, Dev cheekily told Tom, was that they were kind to their staff and treated them like human beings. Sara and Jackson Quinn had also been married for twenty-five years and were the only couple among their friends who had never been divorced. That was more than enough to set them apart from the rest of the company they kept.

Dev had then explained how his family had come into its money (though he did it quickly because, frankly, it embarrassed him to be a trust fund baby). Dev's great-grandfather had been wise enough to buy up a tremendous amount of property in the Los Angeles area and through savvy development decisions had secured his family's wealth for generations to come. Sara's family held the patent for a simple household item that had brought in millions for them and would continue to do so for a great while longer, as well. Dev had told Tom that the only reason he was a poor student now was because he had dropped out of school and been determined to have some freedom and struggle with life a little before taking control of his trust. The day that happened, he and Tom would never want for anything. It just happened that his parents were under the impression that he was rejecting both them and their money and constantly fretted about their son's decision to "go rogue." On the plane, Dev had asked Tom not to let on about his plans to go back into the family fold once he was ready.

Dev looked over at his lover and smiled as the car headed out of the airport. "Almost time to meet Sara and Jack," he said, taking Tom's hand in his own. "Too late to back out now, unless you don't mind jumping out of a moving vehicle."

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Dev swallowed, a little nervous and not liking the sensation at all. He wouldn't care about telling anyone else something that could upset them, but this was his Tom, and he didn't want to say something he knew could be upsetting to him.

He finally took a deep breath and looked Tom in the eye. "He's going to be there. That man. His name is Dean and he's still friends with my father. My parents have probably told him I'm coming into town and will have invited him over since he's their neighbor out there."

Tom sat back and took a deep breath. He wanted nothing more than to out the bastard for what he did to the child Dev had been, for the innocence he'd stolen from his lover, but he was sure Dev would only be hurt more by having his parents told by their son's lover that he had been molested and they never even suspected it "I'll...I'll deal with it."

Dev wanted to take Tom in his arms and tell him that it was going to be all right and he was sorry that Tom would be uncomfortable, but he felt too ashamed in that moment to do anything but reach for his clothes and quickly get dressed.

After getting dressed quickly, Tom pulled Dev onto the seat beside him. "It'll alright, sweetheart, I promise." He kissed the younger man gently. "I'll just pretend I know nothing about the bastard."

Dev leaned against him. He wasn't used to feeling guilty and that's definitely what this was. Guilt and discomfort.

"I should never have told you about him," he finally said. "Then I wouldn't have to worry about you feeling upset that you're going to meet him."

"Sweetheart, it would upset me more to know you held something as important as that back from me." He answered honestly, holding Dev close. "I can keep my feelings about him buried if I have to and trust me no one but you will ever know that I want to choke the life out of him for what he did."

Dev put his arm around Tom's waist and held onto him. "I love you," he said. He wasn't going to try and convince Tom that he didn't need to feel that way. It was kind of nice to have someone wanting to look out for him.

With a sigh, he let go and took a look out outside. "We're almost there," he said, then put down the privacy shield. "Thanks for the extra time, driver," he said with a small grin. "I'll make sure my folks give you a huge tip."

"Thank you, sir," the driver said, the smile evident in his voice.

Tom couldn't help but blush at what he thought might be a knowing twinkle in the man's eyes and he turned to look out the window. "God." He exclaimed at the sight of the Pacific Ocean caught in glimpses between the houses. "It's so...blue." The Bay back in Boston and the Atlantic beyond it were a steely blue gray with hints of green, but this ocean was the most amazing shade of blue almost the color of a bright summer sky.

"It's gorgeous out here," Dev said, nodding his head. "I'll have to get you into a wet suit and take you surfing. Mom and Dad have a private beach, so I can have my way with you once we're all surfed out."

"You are a naughty boy, aren't you? Sex on the beach in Malibu, what other treats do you have planned for us, lover?" Tom was glad to push the thought of Dean to the back of his mind as long as they were around everyone else, but he thought it might be a good idea for him to try and arrange a little visit with the man in his home without anyone else around, just to let him know that Tom knew what he had done.

"There are some great restaurants I want to take you to, we can go horseback riding, shopping, enjoy romantic fires on the beach in the evening so we have to snuggle." Dev reached for Tom's hand and smiled. "We can do anything you want," he said softly, leaning in to kiss him. "Anything at all."

"Would you think I'm a total dorky tourist if I said I want to see Grauman's Chinese Theater and take a studio tour?" Tom grinned. "And you know what else? I've never been to Disneyland or Disney World for that matter."

Dev laughed, but it wasn't mocking and was actually full of pleased surprise. "Seriously? I'd love to do that stuff with you! I can get Mom to make the arrangements for us and we can do all of it. We could even make a weekend out of the Disney trip."

"While we're at Disneyland are you going to be my Prince Charming, lover?" Tom grinned happily, threading his fingers with Dev's and giving him a peck on the cheek.

"I'd love to be, but I'm not going to call you princess," Dev chuckled, kissing Tom on the mouth.

"Sir, we've arrived," the driver announced, making Dev laugh harder.

"I think he wants to make sure we don't start anything new," he whispered to Tom.

"He has lousy timing, sweetheart." He murmured against Dev's mouth and then pulled back and gave a low whistle at the sight of the beach house. "When you said your folks were rich, you weren't kidding, were you? I suddenly feel under-dressed for the occasion." He looked down at his jeans, dress shirt and jacket and wished he worn something with a little more class instead of opting for comfort. All his nervousness was coming back as he contemplated actually meeting Dev's parents and wondered what they were going to think when they realized he was only a few years younger than them and probably much too old for their son to their minds. "Did you tell them how old I was, sweetheart?"

Dev held tightly to Tom's hand and looked him in the eye. "I'm not going to care what my parents think of you, Tom, whether they love you or hate you," he said, his voice firm. "Their opinion isn't going to change how I feel about you, and I mainly want you here to meet my little sister. Yes, I've told Mom how old you are and I'm sure she's told Dad. Sadie knows, too, and she'll probably tease you a little to see if you can take it, but she doesn't mean anything by it. Just be yourself, okay? And, for the record, you look incredibly hot, I want you so badly I can taste it, and if we had the time, I'd fuck you in this limo until morning. That's all that should matter to you." He smiled and leaned in to give Tom another kiss but was interrupted by the door being opened by the driver. Sighing, he rolled his eyes a little. "Come on, sweetheart. The family awaits."

Pulling Dev to him for just another second, Tom gave him a hard kiss. "What they think matters to me because even though you try to hide it, they matter to you." He took a deep breath and let it out. "Bring 'em on, babe, I'm ready."

Dev gave Tom a little look at his comment. He'd have to address that later if he remembered, but for now he was ready for his boyfriend to meet his family.

The driver stood by with their bags as Dev pressed the doorbell and waited for someone to answer. He was trying not to let his annoyance at the door being locked and there being no sign that his family had been looking out for him show, but he was growing more irritated the longer they had to wait. Finally, the door was flung open to reveal a blonde girl who was grinning from ear to ear.

"What took you so long to answer the door, brat?" Dev asked, trying not to smile at seeing his little sister.

[tag Sadie]

"I like seeing you get antsy when you think you're being neglected," she replied, then squealed when Dev grabbed her and kissed her cheek.

"You're lucky I've missed you," he grinned, then reached for Tom's hand to pull him closer. "Brat, this is Tom. Tom, this monster is my sister, Sadie."

Tom grinned at the both of them and how much they reminded him of himself and Maureen. "Hi, Sadie."

Sadie tilted her head, seemingly studying him for a moment, then looked at Dev. "He doesn't look as old as I thought he would. Mom won't freak out." She turned her attention back to Tom and smiled. "Dev's dated some real geezers, but you're not too bad. It's nice to meet you."

"It's nice to meet you too." Remembering Dev's warning, Tom had been expecting something like this and laughed. "And no, I'm not quite ready for Medicare yet."

Dev squeezed Tom's hand, happy that he was taking his sister with a dose of good humor. "No kidding, sweetheart. You fuck like a machine. I don't know many geezers who do that," he said and kissed Tom, laughing when he felt Sadie punch him.

"Gross! Don't talk like that!"

[tag Sara]

Just then, Dev's mother came rushing into the foyer. She looked back over her shoulder to shout, "I told you they were here, Jack!" She headed straight for Dev and pulled him into a hug, yanking him away from Tom in the process. "Sorry, sweetheart. Your father and I were on the back deck getting things ready for dinner. He's barbecuing some steaks in honor of our guest."

"Why do you think Tom would be honored by Dad burning meat?" Dev asked, scowling and pulling away from her. "He's a vegetarian," he said, managing to keep a straight face at the boldfaced lie.

Sara's eyes widened comically and she looked at Tom, surprised. "You are? I had no idea. I'm so sorry, Tom. I didn't know."

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