Hudson turned right as Bastian closed the driver’s door of the truck.
Oh! That perked him right up. Hudson hadn’t checked his messages on the way back and now there was the person he wanted to see most at the moment. He smiled before trudging forward.
Bastian met him halfway up the drive. “Hey.”
“Hi! What are you doing here?”
“I came to check on you,” Bastian said, reaching for him.
Hudson scrambled back. “I’m filthy.” And probably stunk. Bastian looked sexy in his black ripped jeans and white T-shirt.
“That’s fine as long as I get a kiss before I leave.” He grinned. “Why don’t you go shower and I’ll bring the food in.”
“Food?”
“Drake made several homemade pizzas that will be enough for everyone. Dean baked and packed up three dozen donuts,” Bastian told him.
Hudson groaned as he rubbed his stomach. “That sounds so good.”
“I’ll get everything upstairs while you clean up.”
“Thank you!” Hudson wanted to kiss Bastian right then and there.
“I’ll kiss you until you can’t see straight,” Bastian told him as if he could read Hudson’s mind. “I promise.”
With his protective gear still on, there was no way that Bastian could see the erection he was sporting. And headache? That was already gone. Just being around Bastian was a breath of fresh air. “Okay.”
“I brought you these as well.”
Hudson hadn’t even noticed that Bastian had kept one hand behind his back. He gasped at the gorgeous bundle of wildflowers. “For me?”
“I wanted to do something nice for you,” Bastian said. “Drake and Dean, actually all of the guys helped, but I want you to know that I’m proud of my superhero boyfriend.”
He said boyfriend! Bastian had totally just called Hudson his boyfriend.
“Your entire face just lit up.”
“You called me your boyfriend,” Hudson replied happily.
“That’s what made you happy?”
“And I love the flowers,” Hudson offered. “I want to grow some in my backyard. I was just thinking about it the other night.”
“Okay, boy.” Bastian passed the flowers over. “Go now.”
“Yes, sir.” Hudson gave a mock salute. “I won’t be long.”
“Take your time, baby,” Bastian said. “I’ll keep one of the pizzas in the oven. Your crew should be almost done by now.”
Leaning forward carefully, Hudson pressed his lips to Bastian’s. He didn’t press against Bastian even if that was what wanted to do.
Bastian licked his bottom lip before giving it a nip.
Hudson needed Bastian’s strength. It always took a lot out of him being that active. His work was exhausting but worth it.
“Soon, sunshine,” Bastian murmured.
“I’ll be right out.” Hudson hurried off to shower as Bastian turned back to the truck where he probably left the food.
