(Song-Farewell to Nova Scotia by {don't know who to credit because this is a classic like a lot of our music})

"Here, try this one." Nova was seated on his knees on the couch, holding out a bowl of chips.
"What flavour are they?" NY asked.
"Ketchup. Try them."
"Fine." The state plucked a chip off the top of the pile and placed it in his mouth.
"Is it good?"
"It literally tastes like ketchup on fries." New York grinned.
"Exactly!" Nova set the chips on New York's lap and snuggled into his side.
"What show are we watching?" New York asked.
Two women and a person he suspected to be a man in drag were mockingly acting out the real housewives.
"This hour has 22 minutes." Nova answered just as the "real housewives of town" logo popped up and a man's voice declared that "not all Newfoundlanders were friendly."
"It's like SCTV but with politics."
"Well then..." New York found his tiny lover much more interesting than the comedy. Those Emerald eyes, the freckles, that cheerful face.
"God, I love you." He whispered.
"Hm?" Nova tilted his head up to see.
"I said that I love you." New york's face went lobster red.
Nova Scotia chuckled. "I love you too." He paused. "Hey, I'm throwing a kitchen party Friday night. You interested?"
"Yeah. I'd love to."
"Great!!! It's just gonna be me and the province's. The territories were too busy." Nova's smile grew to the point that New York was worried about the condition of his face.
"Hey, Nova." NY pulled his love into his lap. Nova leaned down and planted a kiss on his lips. He tasted like fresh air and apples.
"Yeah?" The ginger beamed brightly.
"I want you." New York panted.
Nova moved in for another kiss. "I want you too." He said between their lips.

Sorry for not updating for a week. I'm a lazy human being. I think I'm gonna redraw the cover on the computer.

Next time on WHHT:
Smut chapter??