Page 57 of It Takes Two to Tumble
Ben laughed despite the tears in his eyes, and looked away.
“No, look at me when you say it.”
“With my body, I thee worship.”
“And I do too. Benedict, Benedict. The words may not mean the same to me as they do to you, but I’d swear it on anything you liked. I love you and never ever want you to doubt that. You’re mine and I’m yours and...” He squeezed Ben’s hands. “This is all new to me. I’m in a new world without a map or a chart, but you’re my compass, Ben, and I know we’ll find a way.”
They kissed slowly in the shade of the oak tree, as if they had all the time in the world, because maybe they did. But the knowledge that there was a place where all of them belonged, a place where they could be safe and welcomed and together, made him feel like this was even more his rightful home than it ever had been.
“A month ago,” Phillip whispered, “I was dreading going home, and now, well, I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life here. With you.”
Phillip brushed a kiss across his lips, and Ben could tell he was smiling. “Take me home, Phillip. Please.”
