holiday.
He watched his mother vanish into the kitchen and
pointed toward the right, letting Lance know which bedroom
he intended to take. They were halfway up the stairs before
Lance stopped and turned around.
“Did she really want us to take separate bedrooms?”
Lance’s eyes were big, and his olive-toned skin looked pale.
“I think that’s what I heard, yes. But I have a hard time
believing it. And I certainly have no intention of following
that ‘instruction’.” The more Magnus thought about it, the
more he wondered what had prompted his mother to say
such a thing.
“You don’t?” Lance looked hopeful.
“Of course I don’t!” Magnus shook his head and pointed
his chin upwards to indicate he wanted to get to their
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bedroom. He wasn’t going to have this discussion on the
staircase. “You’re my partner, and we haven’t spent a single
night apart since the night you moved into our bedroom just
before Christmas. I don’t intend to start now.”
“But you didn’t say anything when your mother brought
it up.” Lance turned back around and continued up the
stairs, walking into the front bedroom that had once been
Magnus’s.
“I wasn’t about to start a discussion with her in the
foyer with Jakob right under our noses.” Magnus put their
suitcases on the bed and opened them so they could
unpack. “But we’re definitely going to have it out with her as
soon as we’re settled in.”
Lance had stopped next to the door and was looking
around the room with wide eyes. Luckily, it had been
redecorated since Magnus had left home. Sharing his
childhood posters and various trophies from school
competitions would have been very embarrassing.
“Wow, this is a nice room. Was it always yours?” Lance
moved forward and put their travel bags onto the floor next
to the bed.
“Yes, it was. But I like this new look better.” Magnus
started putting clothes into the walnut wardrobe and
matching dresser.
“That’s
too
bad.”
Lance
grinned.
“About
the
redecoration, I mean. I would’ve loved to have seen your
childhood room.”
“I bet!” Magnus grinned back. “But you wouldn’t have
been very comfortable in the narrow bed, especially not with
what I hope we’ll be getting up to over the next two weeks.”
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“You don’t mean that!” Lance looked scandalized.
“Surely not with your parents in the same house.”
“Why not? It’s a big house. I’m sure they won’t hear
anything, especially since their bedroom is in the other half
of the house and downstairs.” Magnus wasn’t going to avoid
touching his lover just because he was staying at home.
“Magnus!” Lance sat down on the bed, staring at him.
“What? My parents don’t run my life. In fact, they
haven’t had that right ever since they gave me a hard time
when I told them I was gay. I’ve forgiven them, but I decided
never to let them make decisions or determine what I do ever
again.” Magnus sat down next to Lance and took his hand.
“You and Jakob are my life now, and nobody can make us do
anything we’re not comfortable with. And that includes
sleeping arrangements.”
“Okay.” Lance sighed, a tentative smile on his lips.
“Thank you. I don’t think I could sleep without you next to
me, especially in a strange house.”
“No problem. I’m not going anywhere, and the sooner
my mother understands that, the better. In fact, why don’t
we finish unpacking so we can go downstairs and talk to
her?” Magnus lifted Lance’s hand, turned it around, and
pressed his lips against the soft skin on the inside of his
lover’s wrist.
Lance nodded, and they finished settling their stuff in
record time. It looked like they were both anxious to get this
misunderstanding cleared up. That was surely all it was.
By the time they made it downstairs and into the
kitchen,
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