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Jakob was already there, helping his grandmother
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    prepare brunch. Magnus hated having to wait to have their
    discussion, but there was no point in doing it now.
    “Would you like to explore the garden?” Magnus looked
    at Lance, hoping that his lover would understand he was
    looking for a place for them to talk.
    “I would love that, yes, please.” Lance looked relieved
    and followed Magnus out onto the back terrace from which
    steps led down into the garden.
    Magnus ignored his mother’s frown as he took Lance’s
    hand to lead the way. He followed the winding path all the
    way to the back, not saying anything until they’d reached the
    octagonal gazebo with its view of the archipelago.
    He sat down on the bench that ran along the entire
    inside and pulled Lance into his lap, his lover’s legs spread
    along the outside of his thighs. Magnus loved this position
    for extended cuddling sessions because it gave him great
    access for kissing, touching his lover’s gorgeous ass, and
    rubbing their groins together.
    Lance sank down with a small whimper and pressed
    himself against Magnus’s chest, his head on Magnus’s
    shoulder and his soft lips pressed against the side of his
    throat. Lance’s arms went up around Magus’s neck. Magnus
    slid one arm around Lance’s middle. The other hand went
    behind his head to stop him from moving while he kissed
    him senseless.
    Finally they both came up for air.
    “I love you, min älskling.” Magnus looked into Lance’s
    eyes and saw nothing but love and trust in their deep brown
    depths.
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    “I love you too, baby. So much.” Lance leaned back into
    Magnus and held on.
    For a long time they sat there, looking at the water and
    just breathing together. It was one of the most intimate
    moments they’d ever shared, and Magnus wished that it
    would never end.

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    Chapter Five

    LANCE couldn’t remember ever having been this tired in his
    entire life. His head hurt, his eyes burned, and his limbs
    were so heavy he was having trouble getting dressed for
    dinner. He shook his head as he fastened the top button of
    the most formal shirt he’d taken with him. It had been a long
    day, but that wasn’t the only reason he felt so exhausted.
    “Are you okay?” Magnus turned away from the mirror
    that he’d used to fasten his tie. He looked good enough to
    eat, and Lance felt himself perk up a little just looking at his
    lover.
    “I think I’m all right. As much as can be expected after
    the long flight and all the new impressions.” Lance stopped
    fumbling with his tie and held it out to Magnus. His lover
    had a lot more experience with the darned things, having
    been to many academic presentations and fundraisers for
    his expeditions.
    “So, what do you think of Sweden so far?” Magnus took
    the tie with a smile, stepped behind him, and slid his arms
    around Lance’s shoulders so he could do a good job.
    “I liked what we saw today. The Old Town is just
    beautiful with all those ancient houses, the narrow alleys,
    and those many unexpected squares and plazas we came
    across. And, my God, all those canals, they reminded me of
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    pictures I’ve seen of Venice. Only I’m sure it’s warmer there.”
    Lance leaned back into Magnus’s embrace when his lover
    was done with the tie. He wished they could go straight to
    bed, but unfortunately, Magnus’s parents expected them
    downstairs for dinner in a few minutes.
    “This is only the beginning. There’s so much more I
    want to show you.” Magnus turned him around so they were
    facing each other. “But we should do something fun for
    Jakob tomorrow. He’s been very good so far, but I’m pretty
    sure he’d like to visit the Tivoli Gröna Lund amusement park
    more than some stuffy museum.”
    “Sure he would! What kid