Chapter 13

Bud shook his head before walking over to the lawn chair where David was sitting. “Come here.” Bud lifted David to a standing position before laying a soppy wet kiss on his lips. Stroking the side of David’s cheek, “You’re my man. Who else could put up with me with my crazy schedule, my need to keep us secret? You’re all I could ever ask for, and loads more beside.”

The semi-public show of affection was too much for David, who turned his face into Bud’s shoulder and began to cry softly. He felt Bud wrap his arms around him and rock him gently.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be such a cry baby. You deserve someone who doesn’t burst into tears at the least little thing.”

“Hush,” Bud soothed. “You’re a fucking fantastic guy. Gentle, kind and generous. Now come on, dry those beautiful brown eyes of yours.”

“They’re not beautiful,” David said, moving himself out of Bud’s embrace and wiping his eyes.