Ambrose Steel Hounds Final Pt

Part 21

Roman had just finished unpacking the last of his clothing into the wardrobe in Paul's guest room on Friday morning. Beside him, Paul helped to fluff the pillow. "I hope you like it here, Roman."

He muttered a quick thanks.

"Don't worry. Six months will fly by quickly. I wouldn't worry on how Dean behaves on the road. I'm sure he's tired of the rock and roll parties..."

"Umm.. Paul, have you seen Asylum?"

Paul laughed. "I'll go down and check on Brock."

Dean walked in just as Paul exited. "All set?" he asked.

Roman nodded. "Yeah. It's going to be hard."

"I know but hey we've got Skype, Facetime..."

"Take me with you," he pleaded Dean. "I can adapt to the lifestyle."

"Roman-"

"I can and I will."

His boyfriend sighed. "I'll call you every single night."

"And when you wake up."

"Okay."

"And during breaks."

"Absolutely."

"I still wished you'd change your mind."

Dean passed him a thumb drive. "Here. I recorded this for you. Listen to it after I leave, okay?"

He nodded. "Dean?"

"Yeah?"

"You know that..." He took a deep breath, the next few words causing his heart to ache. "You know that the same privileges apply, right? You know... your recreational activities..."

His boyfriend stared at him before it dawned on him what was implied. "Roman-"

"I'm just saying... I mean I know how lonely it can get. You don't have to but should you do it, I'll understand. That's all."

"Right. But there's a problem, isn't there? When you're the most beautiful person I've seen. And if by some strange turn of events I do end up having sex with someone, I'll be thinking of you and how damn weird would it be?" Dean closed his eyes before shaking his head. "I've sent you my itinerary so you'll know where I am and stuff."

"I appreciate it."

"I love you, okay?" He kissed Roman hard on his lips. "Always remember that."

"I know. I love you too."

"I'll try to fly in for our anniversary. Let me see if I can work something out."

Roman crushed him in his arms, hugging him tight before kissing him. "Dean."

"Walk me down?"

The Samoan man reluctantly agreed.

They had a hard time letting go despite the taxi waiting there. "I have to go, babe."

"Don't go."

Dean kissed him. "I'll be back soon. In fact, I'll call you once I touch down in London." He planted one more kiss to Roman's forehead. "Be good. Do good. Have lots of rest."

Roman nodded.

He would have walked Dean to the car but his boyfriend stopped him. "Don't. It'll be even harder for me."

"Have a safe flight."

"I will."

He watched the taxi drive off, disappearing from view as it made a turn around the corner. Now what?