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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"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."

Tom laughed out loud at Dev's mischievousness. "I'd ask you to excuse Dev, but I'm sure you already know what a demon child he is. I can guarantee that I have never even considered being a vegetarian. How do you do, Mrs. Quinn." Retrieving Dev from his mother's embrace smoothly as he reached out to shake her hand, he whispered in his lover's ear. "You are so gonna pay for that."

"I'm counting on it," Dev whispered back with a giggle.

Sara shot her son an exasperated look as she shook Tom's hand, then forced a smile. "Of course, I should have known," she said. "And, please, call me Sara."

That was when she noticed that the driver was still standing outside the door. "Oh good lord, Dev, why are you making him stand there with your things?" she tsked and gestured for the driver to bring the bags inside.

As Sara dealt with the driver, Dev took the opportunity to wrap his arms around Tom and give him a slow, deep kiss.

"Ugh," Sadie said. "I'm going to help Dad."

For one long moment nothing existed for Tom but the feel of Dev, wrapped around him, kissing him until he could barely think. When his lover finally released him and the world slipped back into focus Sadie was gone and Sara was still dealing with the driver. He grinned and whispered to Dev. "I think we grossed your sister out."

"She deserves it," Dev said, though it was clear he was kidding. "How're you doing so far?"

"Surviving, but we're only through the 'hellos' well two of them anyway and one to go." He refused to even think about meeting Dean until it happened and made himself continue to smile as he stood with his arm around Dev's waist. "Should we wait for your mother or head on back to the deck?"

"Let's head back," Dev said after a glance over to see his mother shamelessly flirting with the limo driver. "And you're doing great, I promise. I knew you'd be able to keep your cool."

He held onto Tom's hand and led him through a large open area that had been turned into the living room and straight out some french doors to a wooden deck that wrapped around the back half of the house. Jackson Quinn was standing at a propane grill, adjusting the flame as his daughter chattered away at him. When Dev and Tom stepped out, Sadie stopped talking and touched her father's arm to get his attention.

[tag Jack]

"The prodigal son returns," Jack said, putting the lid down on the grill and brushing his hands against one other to clean them off. He looked at Tom and nodded, then said to Sadie, "Sweetheart, could you go get the steaks? I think your mother has them on the counter in the kitchen."

Sadie nodded and went inside, casting a look at Tom, then sticking her tongue out at Dev as she passed them.

"Good to see you, Dad," Dev said, his voice a little tense. "Um, this is Tom Ryan. Tom, this is my father, Jackson Quinn."

Jack finally moved toward them and extended his hand toward Tom. "Tom. Welcome to our home." He smiled, but his eyes were carefully scrutinizing the man his son had brought into his house, silently telling Tom that he wasn't sure what he was after, but he knew it had to be something.

"Thank you, sir." Tom caught the appraising look and kept eye contact and an easy smile, willing the man to see that the only designs he had were on Dev's heart and only as long as it was given willingly. He gave his lover's hand a comforting squeeze. "You have a beautiful place here, Mr. Quinn."

"Thank you," Jack said, his eyes falling to the lovers' clasped hands. "Would you like a beer?"

"I'd love one," Dev said.

"You're only twenty, Dev, and that's too young," Jack said, a hint of concern in his eyes as he looked first at his son, then Tom. "I was talking to Tom since he's quite a bit older than the legal age."

Tom took a deep breath, unsurprised at the slight dig and willing to let it go, after all he was only maybe eight years younger than Dev's father. "A beer would be fine, sir." He gave Dev a sideways look and a slight shrug. It hadn't really occurred to him that Dev wasn't of legal age, since his own family hadn't made anything of allowing both he and Maureen to drink at 18, saying if they were old enough to vote they were old enough to drink.

When Sadie appeared with the steaks, Jack took the platter from her and asked her to bring out two beers and a soda for Dev. He glanced at Tom before setting to his task of putting the meat to cook.

"Sara tells me you used to be a priest, Tom," Jackson said as he carefully laid out the thick cuts.

Dev shook his head and could barely look at Tom. "Dad..."

"What? I'd like to know how a man of the cloth decides to turn his back on his calling."

"It's alright, sweetheart." The smile Tom gave dev was full of love and reassurance. "Your father just wants to know what kind of man you brought home and that's the reason you wanted me to meet your family, isn't it? So they could get to know me?" He turned to Jack and answered honestly. "When I realized I was gay, I knew I couldn't continue to serve God as his priest within the vows I'd taken and I refused to harm my parishioners or the Mother Church by living a lie."

Jack slightly raised an eyebrow and looked at Tom with something approaching interest. "So you weren't kicked out? Sara told me you were asked to leave."

"What?" Dev spoke up. "That's ridiculous, I told her what happened."

"Well, she said she thought Tom had been asked to leave the church," Jack shrugged. "What can I tell you?"

At that point, Sara and Sadie joined them. Sara was carrying a tray with their drinks and proceeded to offer it to Tom.

"Mom, why did you lie to Dad about Tom?" Dev snapped at her, suddenly angry. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Dev, please, I'm sure your mother just misunderstood." Tom said soothingly. "With all the news reports of what's been going on in the Church, she may have simply confused what you told her with what she'd heard."

He looked at Jack and Sara. "Maybe it would be better if the three of us sat down and talked together, so I can answer any questions you might have. He let go of Dev's hand and wrapped his arms around him. "Will you let me talk to your parents alone for a while, sweetheart?" It wasn't that he wanted Dev to leave, he just really felt that the conversation would go a lot smoother without his lover bristling at the suggestion of any insult to Tom and he was sure there were things Dev's parents would say that could be taken as an insult.

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