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“No. Not that.” I beamed over at him. “Did you just call me your boyfriend?”
“That’s what we are… isn’t it?” Sam seemed nervous to ask. “Boyfriends?”
“Yes. We are.” I nodded, still grinning from ear to ear. “It was just nice to hear you say it for the first time.”
“And you’re sure you’re comfortable with it?” He pressed. “Because we don’t have to label things so fast. We already know that we like each other. We could just keep things simple until we—”
“I’m more than comfortable with it, Sam.” I shifted closer to him on the couch. “You have no idea how happy it makes me to be your boyfriend.”
“Yeah, we’ll see if you’re still saying that in a few months…”
“Huh.”
“Huh what?” He squinted at me in suspicion.
“Nothing. I just thought I fucked all that self-doubt out of you earlier.” I shrugged. “It’s not a big deal. Just something we’ll have to keep working on.”
“You’re going to ruin me, Damon Anderson.” Sam whined, as he finished with his plate.
“And you’re going to make me so happy, Sam Watson.” I smirked before I pressed my lips against his in a soft, tender kiss.
* * *
“Do you know this song? You have to tell me if you know this song!”
Sam was shouting at me from across the living room, a bottle of wine in his hand. He was crouched over his laptop but, thankfully, he wasn’t working on his article. He was queuing up more music, a slightly familiar melody soon thrumming through the cabin’s walls.
After dinner and a few drinks, Sam had admitted to me that he was in the mood to dance, to play music and improvise the moves. It was a side of him I hadn’t seen enough of; his carefree nature making him loose on our makeshift dance floor, his hips swaying wildly to the beat.
I joined him on the dance floor, too, my moves just as wanton and wild. Even though I didn’t know a lot of the songs, I still managed to sometimes catch the beat, my body syncing up with Sam’s as we shifted closer and closer. I even snuck a few sips of Moscato, us sharing the wine bottle back and forth as the music blasted around us.
It was like living in a dream.
I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been this happy, this excited about sharing space with someone like this, letting go and not caring if we looked uncoordinated or out of step. Sam and I were once again in our own little world, the cabin providing a getaway within a getaway, a promise that we made to each other come to life.
“Okay, you have to know this one,” Sam said, as he danced toward me again, his arms looping behind my neck. “Everyone knows this one.”
“It… sounds vaguely familiar.” I smirked down at him. “I think I may have heard it a few times back in high school. The band kids liked it a lot.”
“See? This is what happens when you’re popular in high school.” Sam laughed as he shook his head. “You’re too busy being well-liked and socially adjusted to pick up on the nuances of pop culture.”
“You’re saying that like it’s a bad thing but I’m not seeing the downsides.” I laughed now, too. “Besides, missing all the nuances of pop culture back then just means that I get to experience them for the first time with you.”
“I love you.”
“What?” Sam’s words were so low I couldn’t be sure that I hadn’t imagined them. “Did you just say that—”
“I love you? Yeah.” Sam gave me a small nod. “And believe me, I know that’s an insane thing to say so fast. And you don’t have to say it back because that would be even more insane—”
“I love you, too,” I cut him off with the confession, a wide smile on my face. “I love you, too, Sam.”
“Oh.” Sam’s eyes went wide as he went completely still. “Fuck.”
“I’ll admit that wasn’t the reaction I was expecting.” I let out a soft chuckle.
“No, it’s just…” Sam shook his head. “I don’t know what I was expecting but it wasn’t that. And now that you’ve said the perfect answer…”
Sam took a step away from me, resting a hand against the side of his head. “Fuck. Shit.”
