**To finish up with Lucas and Aaron…a silly misunderstanding and a renewal of commitment. Thanks for reading along with these guys. I hope you’ve enjoyed them as much as I have!**
“Since when do you like hunting?”
The outrage in Aaron’s voice made me startle, and I nearly dropped the book I was holding. We had a rare three days off together, and we’d been enjoying the quiet time at home. Aaron had been puttering in the kitchen, experimenting with a pie recipe, and I’d been lounging on the couch. The shouting was completely unnecessary, but it told me how angry he was. I sat up a little straighter.
“What?” I asked. I was confused and I was certain that I couldn’t have heard him right. But Aaron was already beyond pissed.
“How could you enjoy that? Killing innocent animals for sport? It’s cruel. How did I not know this about you? I can’t abide this, Lucas. I can’t. And there’s no way in hell I’d ever go do that with you—”
“Baby,” I interrupted as soon as he stopped to draw breath. “What are you talking about?”
He glared, his eyes narrowing. “Don’t play dumb with me. A few minutes ago, you suggested we go hunting sometime.”
I chuckled, I couldn’t help it. “Camping. Aaron, I said we should go camping sometime.”
“Oh.” Aaron cocked his head to the side and let that sink in before he deflated completely. He gave me a sheepish grin. “Um. Those two words don’t sound alike.”
“Not so much, no.” I let out another laugh, and shook my head.
Aaron’s smile grew. “So I totally heard you wrong there. Sorry.”
“It’s okay,” I said, absolving him from any blame. I held out my arms, and he came jogging over before throwing himself in my lap and burrowing in. I kissed the side of his head and pulled him in tight.
I laughed even as I nodded. “Sure. You, me, fucking under the stars. I see no bad there.”
Aaron chuckled, and rolled his eyes. “Such a romantic. I can feel the love just pouring off you.”
I wasn’t romantic, and we both knew it. The living room picnic aside, I couldn’t think of one thing I’d done that could even be misconstrued as romantic. But that didn’t mean I didn’t love him with everything I had.
“I love you, Aaron.” The words were out of my mouth before I could give them a second thought.
Aaron tilted his head back until he could see me. His gaze roamed my face, taking in my expression and trying to figure me out. I knew I had surprised him with my sudden seriousness. I let him look, hoping he could see the truth. Suddenly, his eyes went soft and he leaned into me, snuggling.
“I love you back,” he said quietly. He squeezed me tightly. “Don’t worry, Lucas. I get you. I understand your reasons and your needs. It’s all good. I’m as in this as I was six months ago, and that’s not going to change. Not as long as you keep loving me like you do.”
“Never going to stop,” I vowed.
Our relationship wasn’t perfect by any means. And I still couldn’t show him off in public or go to events with him on my arm. He might be a secret, but he wasn’t a dirty one, and we both knew it. We were rock solid, and that wasn’t going to change. No matter what.