All Your Perfect Imperfections

Chapter One

-Devin-

It had been two weeks since Avery showed up at my condo. Two weeks since I'd confessed my feelings and he'd returned them. Two weeks since he'd asked me to be his boyfriend. Just fourteen days, but those days seemed so long when I was here and he wasn't. I knew Avery needed to wrap up his work at the camp and say his goodbyes, but I wanted him with me. He was all I could think about.

I opened our messages on my phone, knowing it was the fifth time I'd checked this hour. He was on his way to Bellevue, and last time he'd texted me, he said he was halfway between the camp and my condo. I scrolled upwards, smiling as a picture of his excited face filled the screen. We called each other every night, and during the day we texted and sent pictures. His were mostly pictures of nature, with a couple cute selfies every now and then.

I smirked to myself as I scrolled further up. The pictures I'd sent had been far less innocent. I wanted him to know what he was missing. I wasn't ashamed to say that more than one picture of my dick had made it to his phone. He refused to return the favor, going on about what would happen if his phone got hacked or if he accidentally sent the picture to the wrong person. The most daring he'd been was sending a picture of him in bed from the shoulders up, leaning against the headboard without a shirt on. It was typical Saint Avery, and I thought it was adorable.

He was spending the weekend with me before he started his first week on the job at my dad's firm. I wished I could have him to myself for longer, but I knew there would be plenty of weekends together in our future. Before I could start imagining all the things I wanted to do to him, I heard a knock on the door. Eagerly, I went to it and flung it open.

Avery was standing there, a bag slung over his shoulder. The moment I saw those familiar big blue eyes and soft brown hair, everything felt right again.

I pulled him inside and dropped the bag from his shoulder before taking him in my arms. I held him tightly against me, breathing deeply as I buried my face in his hair. "I'm so happy you're finally here," I murmured.

"Me too." He lifted his head and kissed me, and heat coursed through my body.

I picked him up, and he laughed as he put his legs around my waist. Pushing him up against the door, I kissed his neck and jaw.

"Can we spend all weekend in bed?" I murmured, my lips against his ear, nibbling on his earlobe.

"I wish, but I have a lot to do. I need to get clothes for the days I'm in the office, and start looking for an apartment, and probably a car too, and -"

I cut him off by pressing my lips against his, and then I walked us to my bedroom.

-

Later, I pulled Avery close to me so his head was resting under my chin. Having him back in my arms and back in my bed was everything I had dreamed it would be. He was worth every second of two weeks of waiting.

I hadn't told him I loved him again since blurting it out the last time I was with him. It didn't feel right to say it over a text or in a phone call, and I knew I'd said it too soon anyway. But he was here now, and I wanted him to know.

"I love you," I murmured, absentmindedly running my hands through his hair.

He was silent for a moment, but then he pushed himself up onto his elbow and looked down at me. His smile was tentative. "I really care about you," he said. "I'm happy we're in the same place again."

I guess he still wasn't ready to say it back to me. Which was fine, because not much time had passed after I'd last said it and we'd been apart for all of it. I smiled back. "Are you okay that I said it again?"