"Oh, I'm so happy to hear from you...are you okay?...I see! Well, thats good. I want him to like you--Its okay. I know, get a room there for the night. Hopefully the roads will be better in the morning... I love you honey...Good night, oh and invite Jason to the house if you like. I can make us all something to eat." Lillian sounded replied happily, she was glad to hear Jake was fine and not in any danger.
With a soft chuckle the man threw a small blanket on the man "I'm glad you were able to put her at ease."
Laughing Jason smirked "Well maybe you'll get to see her again when you come to France with me. She doesn't cook that much anymore; however, she'll still make us eat until we're stuffed." those summers the boys would not leave the house on empty stomachs and at times Jason had to promise to eat the food later so they could escape. His grandmother was old now, very old, and still a sweet little lady who loved dotting on the children in her family. Finishing off his meal the young man began to collect the blankets and setting them on the cart left for them.
Blushing the man looked away much like he had with their first kiss. Up to the point of skinny dipping Jason thought that Jake was just curious about same sex relations. The kiss had thrown the village boy, although he had happily returned it, glad to have someone like himself in the village. Even if it had been a short time. "True...rather not have a child walk on the sight of us again." Jason muttered. The pond they would swim in was publicly known and a few times they were caught by the children of the village or by other teens who would join in as well. Though, those were rare.
Perking a brow the man looked over his shoulder to Jake as he was hugged and kissed. Listening to his lover Jason was surprised to hear how he could use his job to stay longer. Holding his hand the man smiled "I see... well I hope you will at least work as well." Jason chuckled. With a light blush the man smiled sweetly "You always knew how to make me red...perhaps you could paint me in the attic...or, on the balcony at night in my home in the city."