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I squeezed his hand and nodded. “Exactly.”

“And as for condoms in the future,” he went on, “we need to get tested again in a couple of months, so I say we continue to use them until we get those results in. Then if we’re comfortable in not using them, we can discuss that then.”

I nodded. “Sounds like a very sensible plan.”

“Thanks. I’m entering my very-sensible-middle-life-gay era.”

I managed a smile.

“And,” he added, “we’re going to talk about our sexual histories, because that wasn’t something we’d talked about before tonight when it was like, holy shit, I have no clue.”

“Fair enough. Though to completely warn you, mine will be short and kinda boring.”

He snorted. “Uh, excuse me. I’ve seen your dick. There’s nothing short and boring about it.”

I chuckled. “And we should probably talk about boyfriend things, like relationship dos and don’ts. I think we were going to discuss expectations tonight, but then the whole broken condom thing happened.”

He grinned. “Okay, first list of dos,” he said, taking another slice of pizza and biting into it. This time he chewed and swallowed before speaking. “Feeding me makes me a happy boyfriend.”

I laughed. “Noted.”

“I’m not really a clubbing or bar kind of guy. That era is over for me,” he said. “So, nights on the couch with pizza and Netflix also makes me a happy boyfriend.”

“Perfect.”

“I’m not opposed to being spoiled.” He sniffed. “Not in a sugar-daddy way, but showered with affection and attention.”

I snorted. “Affection and attention I can do.”

“And the paper flowers you’ve been making are the absolute sweetest thing ever, so I won’t be opposed to that happening forever.”

“I’ll have to up my origami levels, but no pressure. Totally manageable.”

“And the prostate orgasms and thorough railings.” He nodded. “Also not opposed to those.”

I laughed. “Right. No pressure there at all.”

“What about your list of dos?”

I tried to think... “That smile you’re wearing right now,” I said. “Just to see you smile. That’s it.”

“That’s it?” He looked a little horrified. “While that is sweet, and yes, I’ll be telling Cory you said that, shouldn’t you have actual goals?”

“I want to make you happy,” I replied. “That makes me happy.”

“That’s not fair.”

“But making you happy with food, Netflix, and sex, ticks a lot of boxes for me as well. That’s pretty much all I need. And maybe coffee.”

His grin was something spectacular. “Okay, coffee. Got it.”

I made a face. “And my shop is a priority for me. There will be times when I can drop everything for you, and I absolutely will. But there will be times when I can’t. And that won’t be a reflection of how I feel or how much you mean to me. It will just simply mean that I can’t leave the store that minute.”

He nodded. “That is perfectly reasonable. See? You do have relationship dos.”

“And what about your don’ts?”

He made a thoughtful face and hummed. “Hmm. Racism and bigotry of any kind.”

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