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Page 42 of The Love He Could Keep

Running upstairs, Apollo found Titus in the bedroom. “There you are,” he said. “I couldn’t believe it when Cassius said you were having trouble working out what to wear.”

“I don’t think I’ve dressed for a special occasion before,” Titus said, fiddling with his tie. “It’s our anniversary – a whole month. That’s important.”

“We’ve done a lot in that time,” Apollo agreed, happy to be pulled into his mate’s arms. “Honestly, it doesn’t matter what we do tonight or where we go. I’m sure it will be wonderful because I’ll be with you.”

Titus could still blush. “We don’t get to be on our own very often anymore, so I’m going to take advantage of Regis’s offering to babysit. I think his butt has fallen in love with your couch.”

“Do you regret it? Your life looks a lot different than it did a month ago?”

“I don’t regret it for a single second,” Titus said, his voice going deeper. “Everything…you’ve shown me so much, and now Cassius does too. I’m living the dream – a dream I didn’t realize I wanted – but I love it. I love you.”

“I love you, too, my wonderful mate. I did dream of you. Then I met you, and you made those dreams come true. I finally have the love I can keep.”

“Always,” Titus promised. “Forever and always.”

The End