Page 22 of Coming for the Champion

“Patience, my love. Soon we will have all the time in the world together.”

Rory couldn’t wait. Tomorrow they would travel north to his castle and begin a life lived together. Nobbie and Malcolm had spent much time together in the last few weeks organising the new business, and Rory couldn’t believe his luck that he was going to spend his life with his greatest idol, his own champion, and someone so wonderful who also loved him back. His heart was impossibly full as he stared at the way Malcolm held his hand and all the pomp and circumstance in the room disappeared. He used his superior height to lean closer to Malcolm. “For you, I have all the patience and all the rush that you need.”

“Rory. Look at them cheering for us.”

Gabby Doll was dancing in the ring, pretending to box against herself, and the crowd was wild.

“For us, or for her?”

Malcolm grinned. “They cheer for her, and I cheer for you. You are the bravest man I know, my love. You conquered your worst today.”

Rory nodded. There wasn’t much he could say and now the rush of the moment was starting to wear off and all he wanted to do was rest his head on Malcolm’s broad shoulders. "I did it for you. Only because of you.”

“Ahh, my love, never underestimate a champion.” Whether Malcolm spoke of himself or Rory, it wasn’t clear, but he knew one thing. Malcolm was his champion. His protector. His love. And he couldn’t wait to spend the rest of his life with him.

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