I swear I still believe but I don't know
”I did,” Ronin’s laughter is quiet, intimate, and and he does little to stop the glow - in fact, it seems to get a little brighter. ”I also tend to glow whenever I am around you. So that doesn’t really tell us anything, does it?” He raises his eyebrows at his husband, smile crooked and knowing, and he lets the fingers buried in Remi’s curls tease through them, savouring every touch.
”Oh, there’s your regular idiot husband hiding under here,” he assures him. ”He just opened his eyes, that’s all. About time, I’d say.” As for what he’s going to do with his present? Ronin leans in, his lips brushing feather light against the corner of Remi’s jaw where it meets his ear. ”I was going to start by reminding you why you put up with me,” he whispers. ”Unless you’ve got better ideas.”
”Oh, there’s your regular idiot husband hiding under here,” he assures him. ”He just opened his eyes, that’s all. About time, I’d say.” As for what he’s going to do with his present? Ronin leans in, his lips brushing feather light against the corner of Remi’s jaw where it meets his ear. ”I was going to start by reminding you why you put up with me,” he whispers. ”Unless you’ve got better ideas.”
the dark star
