"Are you ready?" Scott Black glanced at his new boyfriend. They'd been together for a month, most of that time spent organising their move from California to Scotland. Now they were about to meet his parents and suddenly Scott wasn't so sure this was a good idea.
"No." Anton's sky-blue eyes were bright in his too pale face.
The long flights with a layover in Newark had taken it out of him despite the fact they'd travelled first class. Anton's long, strawberry blond locks were tousled and he looked good enough to eat, even as exhausted as he was. Too bad Scott had to focus on driving the rental car they'd picked up at Edinburgh airport. Returning to driving on the left side of the road had been surprisingly easy, but he was still nervous. The first roundabout had almost thrown him for a loop.
"Would you rather stay at a hotel, get some sleep and meet them tomorrow?" Scott wouldn't mind. He hadn't seen his family since he'd left for Los Angeles ten years ago. A career in gay porn later, he wasn't too sure of his welcome, even though his eldest brother, Logan, had reassured him when they'd spoken on the phone.
"That would only delay it, not solve the problem of having to meet new people. You know I'm no good at that." Anton sighed and pushed his hair out of his face. "And these aren't just any new people. Hell, they're your parents and family. What if they hate me?"
"They won't hate you." That was too ridiculous for words. "You're too nice a person to hate. Not to mention intelligent, well educated and about to bring order to their long neglected library of old manuscripts. If they'll hate anyone, it'll be me."
"You? But you're their son!" Anton's eyebrows rose.
"A son who used to be a gay porn star." Scott wasn't ashamed of what he'd done, but he'd always thought his stuffy aristocratic family would object. "Even if Logan assures me that they're okay with it, I can't quite imagine they'll love me for it."
"Okay, so maybe they'll hate both of us." Anton's lips twitched when Scott did a double take. "Watch the road!"