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problems
that talking couldn’t solve.
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Chapter Seven
LANCE wasn’t only physically tired when they finally made it
home; he was mentally exhausted from all the worrying.
Thankfully, there was no big family dinner planned, and so
they put Jakob to bed after having a few sandwiches. Their
apologies to Magnus’s parents were met with indignant
frowns, but he didn’t care. He was determined to finally talk
it all out with Magnus, and it seemed that his lover agreed
with him.
As soon as the bedroom door was closed behind them,
Magnus opened his arms, and Lance walked into them,
relishing the physical contact he’d missed for way too long.
He leaned his head against Magnus’s chest and listened to
one of his favorite sounds: his lover’s strong heartbeat. They
stood like that, not moving except to breathe, for quite a
while. Lance took in the warmth coming from his lover’s
arms, his musky male scent, and the feeling of his hard
muscles against Lance’s body.
“Come on, älskling, let’s get comfortable.” Magnus
briefly tightened his arms before he let go and took Lance’s
hand to lead him to the comfortable recliner in front of the
bay window that looked out over the drive and the quiet
street.
Once Magnus was comfortably seated, Lance climbed
onto the recliner and snuggled in next to him. Lying on his
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side, he slid one leg over Magnus’s thigh and an arm across
his middle, supporting his head with his hand so he could
look at his lover’s face.
Magnus smiled, and Lance couldn’t help himself. He
moved forward and pressed his lips to Magnus’s, suddenly
needing the intimate contact with an urgency that made him
sigh into his lover’s mouth as the other man opened up to
him without hesitation. Their tongues stroked and caressed
each other, and Lance melted into the tightening embrace.
Magnus’s hand stroked his nape, and the tender caress
travelled straight to his hardening cock.
They both pulled back at the same time, panting for air
and smiling like fools.
“I love kissing you, baby, you know that.” God, it was
hard to stop kissing Magnus. “But we need to talk about
what happened with Sigrid last night.”
“I know.” Magnus nodded slowly. “I got the impression
that something about her or her visit has you worried. Even
though I don’t really understand what it could be, I noticed
that you’ve been acting differently ever since she was here.”
“You don’t understand?” Lance looked at Magnus’s
puzzled frown and realized that his lover was serious.
“No, I really don’t. I’ve been racking my brain, trying to
figure out what it was that I did or didn’t do that had you
upset enough to cry yourself to sleep.” Magnus shrugged,
looking truly clueless.
“Oh, Magnus!” Where could he even start? “Didn’t you
see how she looked at you? Didn’t you notice how she only
spoke with you, ignoring me completely after having said
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hello? I know that she’s your friend, but she could at least
have made an effort to include me in the conversation.”
“Huh? How she looked at me? What does that have to
do with anything?” Magnus frowned.
“You honestly didn’t notice, did you?” Lance grimaced.
His lover could be so oblivious; it was a miracle the two of
them had ever gotten together.
Magnus shook his head no.
“Okay, let me try and explain. She looked at you as
though she thought you’re her lover. She completely adores
you, and I’m sure she’d love to have you to herself.” It still
hurt just thinking about it.
“Oh, that’s ridiculous!” Magnus tensed as if he wanted
to sit up, but light pressure from Lance’s hand stopped him.
“She was one of the most promising students when I wrote
my dissertation and I was teaching a few classes to earn
some extra
that talking couldn’t solve.
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Chapter Seven
LANCE wasn’t only physically tired when they finally made it
home; he was mentally exhausted from all the worrying.
Thankfully, there was no big family dinner planned, and so
they put Jakob to bed after having a few sandwiches. Their
apologies to Magnus’s parents were met with indignant
frowns, but he didn’t care. He was determined to finally talk
it all out with Magnus, and it seemed that his lover agreed
with him.
As soon as the bedroom door was closed behind them,
Magnus opened his arms, and Lance walked into them,
relishing the physical contact he’d missed for way too long.
He leaned his head against Magnus’s chest and listened to
one of his favorite sounds: his lover’s strong heartbeat. They
stood like that, not moving except to breathe, for quite a
while. Lance took in the warmth coming from his lover’s
arms, his musky male scent, and the feeling of his hard
muscles against Lance’s body.
“Come on, älskling, let’s get comfortable.” Magnus
briefly tightened his arms before he let go and took Lance’s
hand to lead him to the comfortable recliner in front of the
bay window that looked out over the drive and the quiet
street.
Once Magnus was comfortably seated, Lance climbed
onto the recliner and snuggled in next to him. Lying on his
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side, he slid one leg over Magnus’s thigh and an arm across
his middle, supporting his head with his hand so he could
look at his lover’s face.
Magnus smiled, and Lance couldn’t help himself. He
moved forward and pressed his lips to Magnus’s, suddenly
needing the intimate contact with an urgency that made him
sigh into his lover’s mouth as the other man opened up to
him without hesitation. Their tongues stroked and caressed
each other, and Lance melted into the tightening embrace.
Magnus’s hand stroked his nape, and the tender caress
travelled straight to his hardening cock.
They both pulled back at the same time, panting for air
and smiling like fools.
“I love kissing you, baby, you know that.” God, it was
hard to stop kissing Magnus. “But we need to talk about
what happened with Sigrid last night.”
“I know.” Magnus nodded slowly. “I got the impression
that something about her or her visit has you worried. Even
though I don’t really understand what it could be, I noticed
that you’ve been acting differently ever since she was here.”
“You don’t understand?” Lance looked at Magnus’s
puzzled frown and realized that his lover was serious.
“No, I really don’t. I’ve been racking my brain, trying to
figure out what it was that I did or didn’t do that had you
upset enough to cry yourself to sleep.” Magnus shrugged,
looking truly clueless.
“Oh, Magnus!” Where could he even start? “Didn’t you
see how she looked at you? Didn’t you notice how she only
spoke with you, ignoring me completely after having said
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hello? I know that she’s your friend, but she could at least
have made an effort to include me in the conversation.”
“Huh? How she looked at me? What does that have to
do with anything?” Magnus frowned.
“You honestly didn’t notice, did you?” Lance grimaced.
His lover could be so oblivious; it was a miracle the two of
them had ever gotten together.
Magnus shook his head no.
“Okay, let me try and explain. She looked at you as
though she thought you’re her lover. She completely adores
you, and I’m sure she’d love to have you to herself.” It still
hurt just thinking about it.
“Oh, that’s ridiculous!” Magnus tensed as if he wanted
to sit up, but light pressure from Lance’s hand stopped him.
“She was one of the most promising students when I wrote
my dissertation and I was teaching a few classes to earn
some extra
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