Gabriel Brown: Collection of Short Alaskan Bush People Fan Fics

Happy

Gabe slipped his arms around your waist from behind and pressed his body to yours. He was so warm and your body immediately responded to his touch. You could feel his warm breath on your neck and his thick legs were tight against the back of your legs.

"Are you happy?" He whispered softly in your ear, his soft sideburns brushing your cheek.
You spun around quickly, a look of confusion on your face.
"Gabey. Of course I'm happy. Why would you even ask me that?" you were stunned at his question. You had been married to Gabe for six months and he had done everything to make you happy. Your life with him was perfect.

"Have I said anything or done anything to make you think I wasn't happy?" You earnestly searched his face for your answer. His beautiful blue eyes flickered down to your lips.

"No." Gabe covered your mouth with his and let his soft tongue slide between your lips. You eagerly accepted his kiss and dove your fingers into his soft dark curls.
Pulling your head back, your kiss broke with a soft 'pop'.

"I want you to always be happy with me." Gabe squeezed you to his broad chest and you felt a little air go out of you,
"I am happy. I always will be happy with you." Your protests made Gane smile and his smile made you laugh.

"What's going on, lover?" Your lips teased his soft curly sideburns but your eyes widened as his eyes glittered with unshed tears.
"I can't sleep sometimes thinking I might not make you happy." Gabe's admission made you squeeze your eyes shut and slam you body tight against his.

"I love you, Gabey. I'm so happy with you that sometimes I can't breathe when we're together."
"Is that why you always gasp when I touch you?" He asked innocently.

Your loud laugh made his cheeks turn pink but you didn't care. This man was amazing. Tender and strong. Sexy and innocent. Exactly what you wanted and exactly what you needed.
"No, Gabey. I gasp because your touch is perfect."
"So, you're saying I do make you happy?" He asked directly.
"What can I do to convince you that I'm more than happy with you?"

Seeing his grin, you knew he was convinced you were happy but now was just messing with you.
"You can kiss me here." He touched his cheek and you complied.
"You can kiss me here." He put his finger to his lips. You obeyed.

He slipped his arms around your waist. "You can come back to the cabin with me."

You raced him there.