Romancing His Husband

Solis and Noir finally reached their villa and loaded the picnic basket and the case of juice bottles in the car.

"Ready to go on a date with me, my love?" Noir asked with a big smile, holding out his hand for Solis to take.

Solis took Noir's hand. "All yours, my little darling," he replied, smiling back at his husband. "I am waiting for you to sweep me off my feet."

Noir raised an eyebrow. "Are you telling me that you decided to get engaged with me and chose me as your husband without being swept off your feet by me?" he demanded with an adorable pout.

Solis was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing. "Well," he said. "My little darling husband does raise an excellent point – so, let me amend my statement. I am waiting for my little darling husband to sweep me off my feet again."

Noir nodded and hummed in satisfaction. "I will," he said confidently.

Solis grinned. "Then I shall be looking forward to it, husband," he said happily.