Page 57 of Gay Sex Club Collection

So he didn’t know about this?

“I missed you,” Sean said quietly.

“Missed me? You saw me this morning.”

“I saw you for two minutes between the shower and breakfast and running out the door,” Sean murmured, walking over to him. He put his hand on Dale’s chest. “I know I’ve been so busy with work. My schedule is crazy.”

“Of course it is,” Dale said. “I know what it’s like. I know exactly what it’s like. You have cases and clients, and deadlines, and subpoenas and hearings. You have priorities, as do I.”

Sean smiled at him. “But you’re a priority too. I don’t want you to ever think you’re not important to me.”

“I know that,” Dale said quietly. He lifted Sean’s chin for a sweet kiss before he looked around the room. “So you booked a room here?”

“Where it all began,” Sean said wistfully. “Do you remember that first time? My first time?”

Dale grunted, low in his throat. “How could I forget it? I told you, I never believed in love at first sight until I met you. I wasn’t even sure I believed in love at all, let alone at first sight.” He sighed as he studied Sean’s face. “I was a goner from that first time. One time with you and I was done for. Though the second time cemented it for me.”

“And you asked me out for dinner,” Sean said with a laugh.

“And you ate your body weight in pasta and we talked for hours, and I knew. I just knew you were it for me. Fifteen years younger than me, my friends thought I’d lost my mind.”

Sean snorted. “Now they love me.”

“They do. But you didn’t love me at first sight,” Dale said with a dramatic sigh.

Sean swatted him. “Like I told you, I didn’t let myself believe it was love. Not at first. Even though you made me swoon like an anime character and made my heart go all crazy. It wasn’t actual love until?—”

“Until four weeks later when you wanted me to meet your Nonna and she had me take out the trash and you were horrified, but?—”

“But you did it anyway.”

“Of course I did. When a Nonna tells you to do something, you do it.”

Sean smiled at him. “And I finally acknowledged that this crazy-fast and consuming thing was love, and here we are.”

“And yet your Nonna still thinks we met at the grocery store.”

Sean burst out laughing. “And god willing, she will never know the truth.”

Dale chuckled, kissing Sean softly. “I can’t believe you booked this place for us.”

“Well,” Sean hedged. “I thought we could do this every month or so. Rent out any room you want, any fantasy, and make this our time.”

Dale grinned. “You know, we could do this at home.”

Home.

So they lived together. Four years later and they were still together, living together, and clearly still very much in love.

“But we wouldn’t,” Sean said. He shucked out of his jacket and tossed it onto the bed. “Things would come up, like they always do. Work, dinners out, family things. All those real-life things that happen every other day. But if we keep this appointment, this would be our time.”

Dale seemed to realize how serious Sean was then, because he stopped and stared at him. “Babe, are you okay?” He took Sean’s hand. “Are we okay?”

Sean chuckled. “We are more than okay. I love you more now than the day you took out my Nonna’s trash. I love my life with you. But I know time together is scarce these days, and I know you used to come here before we met.”

Dale nodded. “For uncomplicated sex, nothing else.”

“For excitement, and to have your needs met,” Sean furthered. “And I don’t want you to... I work a lot and I don’t want you to feel like you’re missing out or not having your needs met.”

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