Coming home to you is mine, even if it means I gotta miss you during the day. The other day - you know, when I came home and you were asleep on the couch with Delia - I don't think I've ever felt more whole in my life. It's you and me and our baby girl, we're an honest to god family. Who would have thought?
I love it. Love the way it sounds, too. But you don't have to thank me, honey - you're the one it looks good on. And I think you've got a heart of gold to go along with it, which is priceless.
Andrea's here tonight, the one with the curly hair? She says hi and asked how the baby's doing. She'll get it together for us quick.
She likes the way you do her braids best, anyway, so consider it a deal. She always complains when I do her hair.
But you're right - it's the three of us. A real family. I'm glad you let me back in. I'm glad you gave me the time to figure out, too, that you're everything I needed and wanted. You're my everything, I hope you know that, even if I don't see you as much as I'd like. (But I'd see you 24/7 if I had my way).
Say hi to Andrea for me. Tell her I'll bring the book I owe her next week sometime. We trade trashy romance novels.
I'll keep that in mind. In case I decide to retire early, anyway. Hawkins Fuller, expert hair stylist? I don't hate it.
I'm the lucky one - you took me back after I fucked up the best thing I ever had going. Trust me, I won't make that mistake twice. I'm not sure I can swing 24/7, but there's definitely some leeway. Starting tomorrow - I'll be home early. Hope you're ready for me.
...You trade the old wives club's version of porn with our takeout waitress? This is news to me.
And just in case you didn't know - there's no one else for me. No other heart, no other love - you're my home, Skippy. Always will be.
Do you have to talk about all that still? It's been years, Hawk. I married you. I took your name. I paid to have children with you. You don't have to worry about making mistakes or reassuring me. I hope you know that.
I love you too much to walk away this time, even if you tell me to. It's why I know I'll always be ready for you, whether you're home early or late.
I'd like to see more of you, sure. But I knew how this would be when we chose this path, you know? I know it won't be like this forever. I can wait. I'll wait as long as I have to for more time with you.
You're my one, true, great, all-encompassing love.
And yes, we're trading veritable porn right before your eyes and you had no idea. I'm too tired to read anything intelligent these days, anyway.
I know. But I'm still a lucky bastard for all of that - no ways around it. It's been years, yeah, but I hope you know I've tried every day to make it as good as it is for me.
I'm never gonna ask you to walk away. We've got a good thing going here, and I wouldn't trade it for the world. Tomorrow, I can swing an early night. You just say the word, sweetheart, and I'll make it happen.
To think, I never would have known who I'm sleeping next to. Well, go on - what are they? Those bodice rippers with Fabio on the cover? I'm willing to bet they're a hell of a lot more intelligent than half the bills that come across my desk to notate for Embry these days.
Did you see the one on the docket from Senator Roebuck, by the way? Christ, next he'll tell us the sun is a hoax and we can't teach kids about the solar system. For crying out loud.
Hawk, honey. You don't have to try anymore. I'm yours. That you're mine at all is good for me. I'm married to Washington's finest in more ways than one, I can't really complain. I love being Mr. Timothy David Fuller, thank you very much.
Some of them have Fabio on the cover because they're funny. Trust me - I tried the gay romances. They're usually too cheesy or they're werewolves or something. I don't know - it's easy reading when I get bored but I'm tired.
Want me to read one to you one day? ;)
And yes, I did. He's a complete lunatic. God forbid we pretend like science exist and rational thought means anything. Please tell me you didn't have to vote for it.
And I'm married to the brightest in Washington with a heart of gold. I can't complain either. Timothy David Fuller - you're still that adorable boy I met in the book stacks. And then ruined, quite biblically. More than twice in one night, if I recall. I don't think I pay myself on the back enough for my good taste, even then.
And the straight ones aren't cheesy? I don't believe that for a second. You'll have to get two to compare. We'll have our own bed time story after we put Delia down for the night. Not tonight, but soon.
And I won't be blamed for my wandering hands, by the way. I don't know what these may or may not do for me.
Loaded question. I had to vote, but nothing said I had to in support of it. Which I didn't - by the way. Don't know whether to be relieved or sad only a dozen of my peers felt the same.
Are you saying the memory of our meeting is hazy to you? It was definitely a biblical experience for me in those book stacks. But you're right - you should give a nod to your good taste more often. I know I do.
But taste means nothing with these stupid books. The straight ones are just cookie cutter cheesy, but the gay ones are just trying so hard to be gay. We'll read one sometime - you'll regret it. But yes - another night. Soon. Wandering hands will be expected.
I never know what to think about the way the House and Senate vote anymore. I just hope the world is a little less divided by the time little Delia here is old enough to vote and make a place for herself. That's all I want.
I'm not talking about our first meeting. Not even when we slipped away to the library. I'm talking about your place. Up till just about dawn, losing count of how many times I made you come. Now that was great taste.
Do I get a say in the content you're gonna curate for me? I want you to find me the most outlandish shit imaginable. Throw the whole kitchen sink at me - werewolves, forbidden entanglements, murder, the more daytime soap opera the better.
Yeah, well that makes two of us. Feels like a lot of common sense died the day Senator Smith did sometimes. Maybe I'd be better off on the opposite side of the aisle, but I'm trying in my own way. For us - for Delia, of course.
We did have fun, didn't we? I think I fell in love with you that night, as stupid as it sounds. I didn't tell you that, of course. I'd have scared you away even faster.
I might still scare you away with the reading material alone. I went to look up a few titles - how does The Omega Objection or Mark of the Alpha sound to you? Or the Big Bad Wolf series? Ooh, or this one - Mate Hub: Legend. Variety, I told you. Ask and you shall receive.
Full moons aside - I think you're right. Politicians like Senator Smith don't really exist anymore. I don't pretend to fully understand why you stand in the party you do, but I trust you. I know your heart. I know your dreams, the future you want. We'll get there - or get Delia there.
The library, for me. Love at first sight, I'd say. Now I sound like the crazy one.
Not scared of you, but I am kind of afraid to ask - what the fuck is an omega, anyway? Mark of the Alpha sounds like the most normal normal if I had a gun to my head.
I know, honey. Sometimes I think about how much easier it'd be for you if I was over there with you. But if I can push even one of these assholes further center and undercut all the bullshit or put the can on something that belongs straight out of McCarthy's era - that's enough for me.
Don't get me started on you. We'll be here all night if I talk about all the ways you're still my good boy.
It's not crazy. I knew you were special when I met you, I just never thought I'd be special enough for someone like you.
Babe. I think you should just google that one yourself - but make sure no one can see your screen. I don't know if you're ready for that. And, well, if you are, then we can talk...
But it would be easier if you were here. I don't know. Sometimes I miss being at work - running by your office or elbowing each other in meetings. I saw you all the time. I don't see you as much anymore, really, and while I love Delia and love our life, I sometimes miss those days.
Maybe that's not very fair of me. I just miss you, really. That's all it is. And a good boy does miss his man from time to time.
Nah. Not possible. You'd be special enough for any one of those bastards up there - I'm just a cut above the rest. Don't even hold a candle to you though.
What, the Greek alphabet? How bad can it be?
[he's in the car after loading up the groceries, so there's a little bit of a delay - ]
What the fuck.
[another, less lengthy delay.]
Are you...into this?
I miss it too. Not that I'm not grateful for Delia - christ, no - but I get it. We had a good life before all this. It was easier in a lot of ways - and maybe we took some of it for granted. Leaving early, late night dinners, staycations on a whim...
Hey, we can't help how we feel. And I feel it too - so you aren't alone. Not a very good man if I'm lacking on spoiling my boy though, am I?
... no, I'm not into that. You didn't believe me when I told you that the gay romances could be more cheesy and weird. Now you do.
Unless you really want me to walk around calling you Alpha, etc.
(Please don't make me).
But also you know you could still leave early, we could still take little staycations, have dinners. You'd just have to leave the other woman - the job - a little earlier. I won't tell her you're cheating on her, I promise.
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Coming home to you is mine, even if it means I gotta miss you during the day. The other day - you know, when I came home and you were asleep on the couch with Delia - I don't think I've ever felt more whole in my life. It's you and me and our baby girl, we're an honest to god family. Who would have thought?
I love it. Love the way it sounds, too. But you don't have to thank me, honey - you're the one it looks good on. And I think you've got a heart of gold to go along with it, which is priceless.
Andrea's here tonight, the one with the curly hair? She says hi and asked how the baby's doing. She'll get it together for us quick.
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But you're right - it's the three of us. A real family. I'm glad you let me back in. I'm glad you gave me the time to figure out, too, that you're everything I needed and wanted. You're my everything, I hope you know that, even if I don't see you as much as I'd like. (But I'd see you 24/7 if I had my way).
Say hi to Andrea for me. Tell her I'll bring the book I owe her next week sometime. We trade trashy romance novels.
Do you work late tomorrow? Important business?
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I'm the lucky one - you took me back after I fucked up the best thing I ever had going. Trust me, I won't make that mistake twice. I'm not sure I can swing 24/7, but there's definitely some leeway. Starting tomorrow - I'll be home early. Hope you're ready for me.
...You trade the old wives club's version of porn with our takeout waitress? This is news to me.
And just in case you didn't know - there's no one else for me. No other heart, no other love - you're my home, Skippy. Always will be.
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I love you too much to walk away this time, even if you tell me to. It's why I know I'll always be ready for you, whether you're home early or late.
I'd like to see more of you, sure. But I knew how this would be when we chose this path, you know? I know it won't be like this forever. I can wait. I'll wait as long as I have to for more time with you.
You're my one, true, great, all-encompassing love.
And yes, we're trading veritable porn right before your eyes and you had no idea. I'm too tired to read anything intelligent these days, anyway.
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I'm never gonna ask you to walk away. We've got a good thing going here, and I wouldn't trade it for the world. Tomorrow, I can swing an early night. You just say the word, sweetheart, and I'll make it happen.
To think, I never would have known who I'm sleeping next to. Well, go on - what are they? Those bodice rippers with Fabio on the cover? I'm willing to bet they're a hell of a lot more intelligent than half the bills that come across my desk to notate for Embry these days.
Did you see the one on the docket from Senator Roebuck, by the way? Christ, next he'll tell us the sun is a hoax and we can't teach kids about the solar system. For crying out loud.
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Some of them have Fabio on the cover because they're funny. Trust me - I tried the gay romances. They're usually too cheesy or they're werewolves or something. I don't know - it's easy reading when I get bored but I'm tired.
Want me to read one to you one day? ;)
And yes, I did. He's a complete lunatic. God forbid we pretend like science exist and rational thought means anything. Please tell me you didn't have to vote for it.
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And the straight ones aren't cheesy? I don't believe that for a second. You'll have to get two to compare. We'll have our own bed time story after we put Delia down for the night. Not tonight, but soon.
And I won't be blamed for my wandering hands, by the way. I don't know what these may or may not do for me.
Loaded question. I had to vote, but nothing said I had to in support of it. Which I didn't - by the way. Don't know whether to be relieved or sad only a dozen of my peers felt the same.
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But taste means nothing with these stupid books. The straight ones are just cookie cutter cheesy, but the gay ones are just trying so hard to be gay. We'll read one sometime - you'll regret it. But yes - another night. Soon. Wandering hands will be expected.
I never know what to think about the way the House and Senate vote anymore. I just hope the world is a little less divided by the time little Delia here is old enough to vote and make a place for herself. That's all I want.
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Do I get a say in the content you're gonna curate for me? I want you to find me the most outlandish shit imaginable. Throw the whole kitchen sink at me - werewolves, forbidden entanglements, murder, the more daytime soap opera the better.
Yeah, well that makes two of us. Feels like a lot of common sense died the day Senator Smith did sometimes. Maybe I'd be better off on the opposite side of the aisle, but I'm trying in my own way. For us - for Delia, of course.
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I might still scare you away with the reading material alone. I went to look up a few titles - how does The Omega Objection or Mark of the Alpha sound to you? Or the Big Bad Wolf series? Ooh, or this one - Mate Hub: Legend. Variety, I told you. Ask and you shall receive.
Full moons aside - I think you're right. Politicians like Senator Smith don't really exist anymore. I don't pretend to fully understand why you stand in the party you do, but I trust you. I know your heart. I know your dreams, the future you want. We'll get there - or get Delia there.
I'm a very proud husband, you know.
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Not scared of you, but I am kind of afraid to ask - what the fuck is an omega, anyway? Mark of the Alpha sounds like the most normal normal if I had a gun to my head.
I know, honey. Sometimes I think about how much easier it'd be for you if I was over there with you. But if I can push even one of these assholes further center and undercut all the bullshit or put the can on something that belongs straight out of McCarthy's era - that's enough for me.
Don't get me started on you. We'll be here all night if I talk about all the ways you're still my good boy.
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Babe. I think you should just google that one yourself - but make sure no one can see your screen. I don't know if you're ready for that. And, well, if you are, then we can talk...
But it would be easier if you were here. I don't know. Sometimes I miss being at work - running by your office or elbowing each other in meetings. I saw you all the time. I don't see you as much anymore, really, and while I love Delia and love our life, I sometimes miss those days.
Maybe that's not very fair of me. I just miss you, really. That's all it is. And a good boy does miss his man from time to time.
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What, the Greek alphabet? How bad can it be?
[he's in the car after loading up the groceries, so there's a little bit of a delay - ]
What the fuck.
[another, less lengthy delay.]
Are you...into this?
I miss it too. Not that I'm not grateful for Delia - christ, no - but I get it. We had a good life before all this. It was easier in a lot of ways - and maybe we took some of it for granted. Leaving early, late night dinners, staycations on a whim...
Hey, we can't help how we feel. And I feel it too - so you aren't alone. Not a very good man if I'm lacking on spoiling my boy though, am I?
I've got to make more time for us.
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Unless you really want me to walk around calling you Alpha, etc.
(Please don't make me).
But also you know you could still leave early, we could still take little staycations, have dinners. You'd just have to leave the other woman - the job - a little earlier. I won't tell her you're cheating on her, I promise.