**one month later**
Blake and Adam were talking a walk in the park. It was a perfect warm, sunny day.
“I’m glad you showed up at my door that night begging for me back,” Blake said.
“I did not beg. And at least I was man enough do it.”
”My little Adam is all grown up.”
Adam punched Blake’s arm.
“I’m also glad that ya didn’t find someone else while we were apart. I’ve gotta admit, I was a little worried about that girl ya met at the bar.”
“Oh please. I could never love anyone but you.”
They walked a bit farther, then Adam spotted a picnic table up ahead.
“Hey, last one to that table has to kiss the other!”
“We’ve played this game before, you know I’m a great loser.”
They both took off running, and Adam beat Blake by a few seconds.
“Never could beat me cowboy,” Adam beamed as Blake caught up to him.
“Did it ever cross yer mind that maybe I want to lose?”
Adam scrunched his nose and narrowed his eyes. Blake laughed.
“You sure are cute.”
“Prove it,” Adam said. Blake gave him a warm kiss.
They continued on their stroll, the warm breeze blowing against their faces.
“I’m glad this is working out so well,” Blake said.
“Me too.” Adam replied. “Me too.” He was smiling from ear to ear as he took Blake’s hand in his.
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Not Falling Apart
FanfictionWhile taping the Blind Auditions on The Voice, Adam falls deathly ill. With production stalled, it is Blake who is there to comfort him every step of the way. It's not long before things heat up between them, but it's short-lived. With Adam recoveri...
