Noah moved in closer so they were lying skin to skin, and said, “Knowing you want to tell them about me, and that you aren’t ashamed to be with me is all I need right now. You’ll tell them when you’re ready and I’m good with that.” Noah grinned. “So, tell me. Did you have a good birthday?”
Ramon laughed before he tackled Noah and loomed over him. “I had the perfect birthday, and that was all thanks to you.” The kiss he placed on Noah’s lips was as slow as his smile. “Thank you.”
The End