Chapter 6Urie was dead on his feet, but looking forward to getting home where he knew both Ben and Dane would be waiting for him. It was a long damn day.
He couldn’t help but smile when he spotted Dane’s car parked out in front. He pulled his own car into the garage and was already shrugging out of his suit jacket as he went in through the door that connected the garage to their house.
“I’m home,” he called.
“In the kitchen.”
Urie followed Ben’s voice and found his husband standing before the stove, stirring spaghetti sauce. He stepped up behind Ben and wrapped his arms around Ben’s waist. Urie kissed the side of his neck.
“Mmm. Smells good.”
“It’ll be ready soon. You want wine? There’s a glass there for you to pour some. How was your day?”
Urie kissed his neck once more and moved t
