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It was time. With both his human and dragon sides in agreement, there wasn’t much they wouldn’t do for Nix. That was how their kind operated. Their partners were just as important as their hoards. Partners actually made the hoards more valuable. Made their long existence worth it.
Returning to the kitchen, Evan washed his hands in the sink then grabbed the bags that he’d brought in earlier. He made a stop at the fridge to pull out two cold bottles of water.
Once he had everything collected, Evan returned to the boy. Nix hadn’t moved. The blanket was pooled on his lap, but he was grinning at Evan. Evan placed the waters and bags on the table beside the arm of the couch before lifting Nix.
Nix squeaked but Evan was already seated with Nix on his lap before the boy could protest.
“Strong,” Nix mused as he nuzzled Evan’s shoulder.
“Dragon,” Evan quipped.
Pulling back, Nix gazed up at him. “Are you really going to tell me about dragons?”
Evan nodded.
“Why?”
“Why what?” Evan questioned. Isn’t that what Nix had wanted from the beginning.
“Why are you willing to tell me now?” Nix asked.
Nix was not going to make this easy. “Because you deserve to know what you’re getting yourself into now that we’re together.”
“Together,” Nix repeated. “You really mean that? That we’re what…boyfriends?”
“Boyfriends,” Evan agreed. “Partners. Whatever term you wish you use.”
“This seems rather sudden,” Nix commented.
“Does it?” Evan inquired. “Because to me we’ve been heading in this direction since the first time we met.”
Nix swallowed hard. “You knew I wanted you.”
“You don’t really hide your feelings well, boy,” Evan admitted.
“Oh, okay.” Nix nodded slowly.
“Are you mad?”
“Relieved really,” Nix said. “More relieved than I could ever say. If you hadn’t noticed, I’m not great at making decisions.”
“I noticed that you don’t like to make decisions. Not that you make bad ones,” Evan corrected. “I think you lead with your heart and that’s why everyone likes you.”
Nix smiled as his cheeks flushed. “You always say nice stuff about me.”
“I speak the truth,” Evan replied. “Now how about we eat?”
“And then more kisses?” Nix batted his eyelashes.
“We talk and eat,” Evan told him. “Then maybe more kisses. You also need to get everything ready for our trip tomorrow. Two away games.”
“I hate packing!” Nix whined.
“I might be persuaded into helping my boy out.” In fact, Evan would do all Nix’s packing. Let the boy concentrate on his sweet treats and being happy. That was what Evan wanted.
Nix licked his lips. “I can be very persuasive.”
“You can also be put over my knee,” Evan warned.
