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spotted Adam walking toward him. “Adam,” he blurted out.
    Before he could say anything else, Adam crossed over to him and kissed him gently. “Would you take a walk with me?”
    Cullen took Adam’s proffered hand and followed him back outside.
    They walked together silently, Adam rubbing his thumb over Cullen’s knuckles with every step. Hope began to blossom in Cullen’s heart. Adam wouldn’t be this attentive if he was going to walk away, would he?
    The sweet, soothing sound of the stream reached his ears, and Cullen smiled. The clearing by the stream was one of his favorite places. It was where he and Adam had made love for the first time. It was also where he’d first confessed his feelings for Adam.
    Adam never said the words back, but the desperation with which Adam had taken him told Cullen he felt the same way.
    He gasped when they finally made it to the clearing. A huge blanket was spread out over the soft spring grass. Another blanket was neatly folded in the corner. A nest of pillows waited for someone to snuggle up and make long, leisurely love with his partner.
    A cooler sat next to one of the trees, the blue box out of context with the rest of the scene. He couldn’t resist. “What’s in the cooler?”
    “Some sandwiches, a box of cookies, and a couple of beers for later.”
    Cullen’s brow rose almost without his knowledge. “Beers?”
    Adam colored, a beautiful flush staining his high cheekbones. “I’m not great at this romance stuff. Quinn told me to pack some champagne, but neither of us like champagne, so I figured beer would be a better choice. I could have gone with some sparkling apple cider or something but—”
    Cullen cut off Adam’s rambling with a kiss. He wound his fingers through Adam’s dark hair and held him close so they were nose to nose, even when he pulled his lips away. “I love it, Adam.”
    “Yeah?” Adam asked. The uncertainty was plain in his voice. “Do you still love me?”
    Oh, his poor love. “I never stopped loving you, baby.”
    Adam nudged him gently until they were directly over the blanket. Their clothes seemed to melt off, removed by gentle, reverent hands. Skin on skin had never felt better.
    They stood together, feeling each other’s hearts beating, their lips barely touching, and their breathing totally in sync. Cullen skimmed his palms over Adam’s ribs. “Love you, Ad-man.”
    Adam nuzzled close and stroked his fingers over Cullen’s back. “God, I love you so much, Cull.”
    Somehow, they ended up stretched out on the blanket, the pillows cushioning their bodies against the still damp ground. They were pressed together from chest to thigh, arms wrapped around each other, holding each other close. If they got any closer, they would be under each other’s skin.
    Cullen closed that scant millimeter between their mouths and licked over Adam’s lips. Adam opened under his tongue and sucked it into his mouth, playing with it gently.
    Cullen’s cock hardened, and he rocked his hips, shivering when Adam’s dick rubbed against his own.
    This was what he wanted. He wanted Adam in his arms, covered in his scent, and if this was all Adam could give him, he was going to take it and wallow in it.
    Slick fingers touched his hole and Cullen’s body relaxed automatically. Apparently Adam had stashed some lube somewhere because everything was wet and slippery and oh, so good.
    It was awkward though, with Adam reaching around him. It meant that his finger couldn’t breach Cullen very far at all. And Cullen wanted to be breached so badly. “Adam,” he said on a breathy sigh. “More.”
    “Mmm,” Adam moaned. Adam pushed gently at his hip until Cullen rolled over. He would have rolled all the way to his stomach and pushed up on his hands and knees but Adam stopped him when he reached his side.
    Adam spooned against him and Cullen shuddered at the feeling. They’d had sex more times than he could count, but they’d never done it this way. It was