Page 86 of With This Ring

We finish up our shower after I wash Carter. At the sink, he grabs my brush and detangles the knots from my hair. Then he blows it dry for me. I love this domestic side of him, especially when he does it without me asking.

He loves taking care of me. And I love that he loves it. But I also have to give him shit for it.

“You’re like a proper manservant, aren’t you?” I ask with a teasing smile.

“If you want my help, you’ll shut the fuck up with that shit.” He might sound angry, but a grin plays at his lips.

It doesn’t take us long to get dressed, Carter looking so fucking good in his suit. I enjoy seeing him in his combat boots, jeans and t-shirts that show every contour of his abs. But seeing him in a suit is a different sight to behold.

He looks over at me while putting on his cuff links. “What?”

“You’re fucking gorgeous,” I answer honestly.

He grins, ducking his head with a flush on his cheeks. I love making Carter blush. It doesn’t happen often, but when it does, I treasure it.

After he finishes with his cuff links, he walks over to me. Framing my face with his large hands, he brings me in for a tender kiss. “You always take my breath away, Kaison. Sometimes, I want to thank our fathers for putting us together. You’re the best thing in my life.”

“As you are in mine. Looks like my Pop did something right.”

He looks deeply into my eyes, a soft smile on his lips. “You’ll be nothing like your father, Kai. You have love to give. You’re warm. You’re kind.” He pauses then says, “Well, not really kind.”

I laugh, slapping his arm. “Hey.”

Carter laughs, then tips my head back so I can look at him. “Seriously. You’ll be a great father. I’m glad I’m on this journey with you.”

“Me too. I love you, Carter St. Clair-Whitlock.”

“Not as much as I love you, Kaison St. Clair-Whitlock.” He kisses me softly and I melt into him. “Forever.”

THE END

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