“So I dunno, I guess I could we should go, but it’ll eat up the time I have left here, and plus the drive itself is so long it’s almost not worth it for the time we’re actually there, and -oops-” Danny bends over to pick up my mail he’s dropped. “Especially with the cost of gas and everything, I–”
“Oh my god.”
Danny straightens up. “Oh my god what?”
“I just….I just… I uh. I just realized that I love you.”
Danny turns a little pink. “What?”
“When you bent over to get the mail, the sun was making the back of your ass and thighs glow and I thought you were so goddamn beautiful and confident and I realized how content I am spending time with you…and yeah, fuck.” I run my fingers through my hair. “I’m in love with you.”
Danny is now thorough red in the face and ears. “Why did you have to tell me this before my six week training session in Virginia?”
“I – I don’t know. It just popped in my head! But like, I dunno – like, maybe it’s because I want to make sure you come back.”
Danny sets the mail down and walks over to me. He cups my face in his hands. “I will be back.”
“Really?” I smile.
“Really. I was uh…hoping you’d ask me to come back, honestly,” Danny admits.
“Really?” I ask.
“Really,” Danny says. “But I’m not going to tell you I love you now.”
“Wait, why?” I ask.
“Cause I want to say it when I come back. Cause then I’ll definitely know.”
“You’re…not sure now?”
Danny caresses my cheek. “Honey, I think I’m still high from all the sex you’ve been doing to me. Need to let that fuck fog clear a little and think straight.”
That makes me laugh. “I’m not sure if I should be flattered or annoyed that my cock has cock blocked me.”
“Flattered,” Danny says. “Been some good times in this apartment. But I want to like, know, know. I want to know how it feels to be apart.”
I snake my hands around and cup his ass in both hands. “I’ll wait impatiently for six weeks to see you again and await your answer.”
Danny exhales. “I’m going to have to impatiently wait for you to handle my ass like this again. Christ, I’m gonna be so horny when I get back….”
“Maybe you should decide if you love me before your fuck fog turns into a frustration fog.”
Danny raises an eyebrow. “or maybe I just make a mould of your cock and use it as a dildo instead.”
“Honey if you wanted to do that, I’d pay for it! Shit’s hot!”
That makes Danny howl.
I smile. I don’t need him to tell me he loves me. I know he does. Just by the look in his eyes and the way he’s twisting my shirt in his fingers.
Six weeks later, I got the answer I hoped for, and began running the clock on when to propose.
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