Page 59 of Hold Me Down

Yeah, some things definitely stayed the same.

He wouldn't want it any other way.

EPILOGUE

A few months later

Dave laughed as Travis pulled him towards the bathroom.

"You know that if we're late, there'll be a line of people ready to kill us, right?"

"We're not going to be late." Travis stepped into the shower and turned on the water, angling the showerhead away as he always did, since he hated being hit with cold water. "That's what a joint shower is for."

"Sure, because that has worked so well for us in the past." Dave picked a conditioner from the cabinet before following Travis into the shower once the temperature was warm enough. "Bullet-proof plan, right there."

Tugging Dave closer until they were pressed together, Travis raised his eyebrows.

"I'm hearing a lot of complaining, and yet, here you are."

Dave exchanged the conditioner for the shampoo on the shower shelf and poured a bit onto his hand and Travis's.

"Not every decision I make is the smartest one." He started massaging Travis's scalp and sighed when Travis did the same to him. "I can't resist."

While it was supposed to be teasing, that last part came out soft and too earnest, which made Dave scrunch his nose. When he glanced at his partner's face, though, Travis was giving him that beaming smile he reserved only for him, so maybe it was worth it, in the end.

Who knew Travis would be a glutton for soft admissions and praise?

Not Dave.

He'd thought he would for sure be the softer, cornier one—and he did crave hearing things like that, which thankfully Travis delivered in spades—but to have it the other way around, too? And see Travis light up like this?

Dave would have never, ever predicted that.

Which was only one of the many surprises the last few months had brought.

"Well, I can't resist you, so we're even."

Travis tugged at Dave's hair, and when Dave tilted his head back, Travis dropped a kiss on his neck.

Then another, and another.

"Na-ah, I'm not getting it up again right now." Dave pulled back and turned them around so he could rinse his hair.

And,damn, the ease of not only moving without issue but also using his strength in simple ways was still so damn refreshing. He'd been back at work for about a month now, but only those past two weeks had he been allowed to go back to the regular training routine with the rest of the crew, which he'd solely missed.

He'd missed manhandling Travis even more.

"With proper time and attention, you would and you know it." Travis squeezed Dave's cock as if to underscore his point. "But like you said, we'd be risking a killing squad behind the wedding hall, so we better not."

"It would ruin the party, I'd imagine."

Travis chuckled as he started soaping Dave's chest. "Pascal would find a way to revive us just to kill us again."

"Not a great look for the reelection campaign, nor the VP murmurs."

"I can't believe a guy coming to our basketball games is on the shortlist for the VP." Travis motioned for Dave to turn around so that he could wash his back, too. "As if the Supreme Court Justice wasn't enough."

"You've never had a problem relaxing around Pascal."

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