Chapter 3

“That’s settled then,” Martin panted once Colin had let him loose. “You’re stuck with me, Colin Rogers, and I’m—”

“Amazed someone as wonderful as you wants to be stuck with me.”

Martin whacked Colin's’ broad right shoulder.

“Ouch!”

“Not going there, remember?” Martin kissed Colin’s injured shoulder.

Martin remembered the day he and Colin had entered into their civil partnership. He’d insisted the vows be as close to those of a wedding as possible. Martin had promised to love, honour, and cherish Colin for as long as they lived. Martin was determined he would do everything he could to support his husband. And that included giving him a thump when he came out with pessimistic crap about not being good enough.

“Looks like we’re stuck with each other,” Colin said, cupping Martin’s arse and mashing their groins together.