Chapter 9: Road to Recovery, Part 1-1
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Chapter 9: Road to Recovery, Part 1
More Than a Year and a Half
“How do I love thee, let me count the ways.” The words weren’t lyrics, but Henry sang the words with a little made-up tune.
Sam snorted, but his smile was sincere. He turned up his head to give Henry a peck. “Is that your way of saying dinner’s ready?”
“Yeah, your mom says to get your butt inside.”
Sam hoisted himself up from the patio chair and took Henry’s hand in his. “Anything to get you to stop singing.” He cupped Henry’s cheek. “And I love you, too, goofball.”
“We should just get married already.”
Sam stared. “Was that…a proposal?”
Henry swallowed and bit his lip. What the hell was wrong with him, blurting that out in such a manner? He was f*****g this up royally. He gave himself another mental kick when his runaway mouth added, “Do you want it to be?”
The furrows between Sam’s eyes deepened. “You’re the one who said it. Do you want it to be?”
“I guess that was pretty shitty as proposals go, but it’s my first.” Henry took a deep breath and went for broke. “Yes, I would like it to be. Sam, will you do me the honor of being my husband?”
Henry felt a sweat break out on his forehead as he waited, staring into Sam’s eyes. He knew Sam loved him, but he’d totally f****d up the proposal. Once again, his stupid mouth got ahead of his brain. Perhaps Sam saw the desperation in Henry’s eyes, because he at long last whispered, “Yes.”
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