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that obvious?”
    “Not specifically. But it was kind of out of the blue, the way you hit me up. Not that I’m complaining,” he quickly added.
    She looked up, smiling. “I didn’t think you were complaining.” Droplets of water beaded in her hair from the spray. “You didn’t sound like you were complaining.”
    “Those were the sounds of a very happy man,” he said.
    “I know.” She rested her head against his chest again. “I’m glad it doesn’t bother you to do stuff like that.”
    “I love making you happy. Even if I didn’t enjoy it—which I did—I’d still want to do it to make you happy.”
    “But that’s not the way I want you to be.”
    “That’s the way I want to be. If I really didn’t want to do something, I’d say so. I’m not a child or an immature brat. I promise, I’ll tell you. Just like I want you to promise to tell me.”
    She sighed. “There is one thing I want.”
    “What’s that?”
    “For our wedding date to hurry up and get here. I keep worrying you’ll change your mind about me.”
    He laughed, the sound echoing off the shower’s tiled walls. “Never, baby. You’re stuck with me forever.”
    After their shower they dried each other off and headed out to the kitchen. Tonight would be leftovers, nothing fancy. He loved that she’d grown as comfortable being naked around the house as he was.
    It definitely gave him something lovely to look at.
    While she was out checking on George, he remembered to take a peek.
    Yep, there was a dried patch of his cum on the flooring where he’d been kneeling, waiting for her. He grabbed a damn paper towel and got it wiped up before she returned.
    After dinner, they snuggled together on the couch, her head in his lap as she handed the clicker over to him. “You pick,” she said. “I’m brain dead tonight.”
    He stopped at a rerun of The Big Bang Theory , a guaranteed laugh for them both.
    As she laid there, she found his hand and laced her fingers through his, squeezing. “Thank you,” she said.
    “For what?”
    She looked up at him. “For taking care of me. Of all of me. And George.”
    “Baby, I love you. Why wouldn’t I take care of you? And him.”
    “I meant my bottom side and my Toppy side.”
    He stroked her hair with his free hand. “Again, why wouldn’t I? You take care of both of my sides.”
    “It’s just, I like how you don’t have expectations. You kind of go with it.”
    He didn’t need further explanation. They’d had plenty of talks about her ex and how he’d handled things.
    Especially the way he’d dumped her just before she’d needed back surgery, because she wasn’t “dominant” enough for him anymore.
    “We’re people first, babe,” he said, meaning it. “What we do works for us. I don’t give a crap how anyone else does it as long as you and I are happy. And I’m happy.”
    She smiled. “I’m happy, too.”
    “Good. Then that’s settled, right?”
    “Right.”
    Yes, their wedding day couldn’t get there soon enough for his liking. He already had some deliciously evil plans for their wedding night and knew she was working on a few of her own as well. They’d need a vacation to recover from their honeymoon at the rate they were going.
    And he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Sully, Mac, and Clarisse
     
    Safe harbors come in all shapes and sizes…
     
    * * * *
     
    “Go ahead and set it,” Clarisse called out as she shifted the smoothly throbbing engines into neutral.
    On the bow, the anchor splashed into the water, the chain unwinding from the windlass as it played out and turned into rope. Clarisse bumped the engines into reverse, just enough thrust to stop their forward momentum and let the current pull them back to more easily set the anchor before setting the drift alarm.
    With clear skies and calm seas, it was a beautiful Tuesday to be out on the boat.
    Made even better with a friend at their home, babysitting their two sons. That gave Clarisse, Mac, and Sully a few