“Then I must be a fool, too.”He tilted Ian’s face up, staring into the lovely green eyes.
This was his husband.
The father of his children.
The man he’d loved from the minute they’d met.
He bent, pressing his lips to Ian’s.
Ian gasped, his eyes fastened to his, a tiny whimper filling the air.
He stayed right there for a long moment, just touching their lips together, hung in the moment.Then he groaned and pressed harder, kissing Ian with passion.
Ian opened up, clinging to him, a wild noise pushed into his lips.
Need crawled along his spine and he pushed with his tongue, demanding Ian let him in.Or maybe he was begging for it.Either way, he wanted the sweet taste of Ian on his tongue.
Ian opened for him, hands on his hips, stabilizing him, holding him steady.
Nothing had tasted as good as Ian, not in three years.
The timer beeped for the bacon, and Ian eased him back, helping him prop.
“Let me…” Ian licked his lips.“Let me make sandwiches.”
He nodded, eyes on those lips.“Right.Sandwiches.”
“Uh-huh.Bacon.Sit.”
“Bossy.”He sat though, didn’t he?
“Yep.You need food.You need to sit.All that stuff.”
“Like I said, bossy.”Still, the bacon smelled amazing.It wasn’t going to taste as good as Ian had, but he would eat it.
“Yep.I’m the daddy.Just ask the hooligans.”Ian winked at him and started assembling sandwiches.“Where do you want to sit?”
“On the couch in the living room?”It was easier on his ass than this hard kitchen chair, and he didn’t want to go back to bed yet.He’d spent too much time there.
“Sure.Do you need help getting there?”Ian’s smile was warm as hell.
“If you can bring the sandwiches, I think I’ll manage.”
“I can bring the sandwiches.Do you want a Coke?”
No, he wanted Ian, but that would come in time.
“Sure, thank you, Chou.”He watched Ian move around, admiring him.
Ian balanced the plates and cans, managing to get to the couch without a disaster.
“Look at you,” he murmured, still watching, taking everything about Ian in.
“Me?I’m just…me.Dork.”Ian handed him his plate and put his Coke on the coffee table.
“If thinking you’re hot makes me a dork, then I am one for sure.”
“I worry, you know?I feel like…I feel like just a dad.”
