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“You’re an incredible man, Marco Masen.”

I kiss him again and again.

“Is that a yes?” He asks.

“Are you going to move here? Formally?”

“Faith, baby, I’ve been slowly moving my stuff in for months. You’re stuck with me now.”

I have to smile at that, because really, there isn’t anyone else I’d want to be stuck with.

“Then it’s a hell yes. Absolutely. I want to make this happen with you. Let’s do it.”

He laughs and wraps me in the biggest hug I’ve ever felt.

“Tomorrow. The nitty-gritty begins. We’ll make a list and determine what all needs to be done and start taking the first steps.”

“What’s wrong with now?” I ask him.

“There’s something else I’d rather do right now,” he whispers, as he rolls me over to my back on the sofa.

We make each other better, Falcon and I. We make each other the best versions of ourselves. He makes me brave. I make him vulnerable. He picks me up when I stumble, and I hold his hand when he’s unsure if the choices he makes are the right ones.

We are two halves of a whole we didn’t even know existed.

Two halves of a whole, now that they’ve been put together, will never waiver… no matter the storm that blows their way.

The End