He dragged his feet through the kitchen and into the entrance foyer. Moving towards the front door, he had no expectations of what might be on the other side. He pulled it open and was startled to see Ryan standing there as if he’d been about to knock at the very same moment.
Ryan looked at him with puppy dog eyes. “I’ve been a real bastard.”
Dane threw his arms around Ryan, hugging him so tightly it was a good thing he had no need to draw breath.
“Where have you been?” sobbed Dane. “You scared me to death. Again.”
“I’m really sorry. Can I come in?”
“Wha…? Of course you can,” said Dane, releasing his embrace. “Why wouldn’t you be able to?”
“Because I’ve been a complete arsehole to you,” replied Ryan, sheepishly brushing by Dane.
Dane grabbed Ryan’s shoulder and turned him around. He looked into his lover’s chocolate brown eyes and smiled. “I love you, Ryan. I love you more than anything. It would take something more than a little…disagreement to change that.”