“Adam! Adam!” I called in annoyance. “What do you want?” he asked, coming into the room. I rolled my eyes and moved to him. I kissed him deeply and smiled. “Everyone’s in the living room.” He nodded and grabbed my hand.

                We walked into our living room together. “Ew. Fags,” Clapper said, shaking his head at us. “Blow me,” I said casually. “That’s Adam’s job. I’d hate to take that from him,” Clap said with a shrug. Adam grinned a little and I laughed.

                “Oh shut up you three,” Addison said and laughed. “I didn’t even say anything!” Adam grumbled, the grin fading as he rolled his eyes in annoyance. Addison smiled at him and shrug innocently.

                It had been 25 years. Adam and I had gotten married. We had, surprisingly, both gone to the same college. I now taught English (oh how Clapper got a laugh out of that) at the local high school that Adam was a counselor at. He liked being a counselor and I liked being a teacher. I wanted to educate kids and he wanted to help them.

                His parents had gotten divorced a few months after they hired him a therapist. He had been destroyed for a while, but he had stayed over my house a lot and talked to me about everything instead of running away or turning to drugs.

                His dad had ended up buying a house down the street from mine. Adam spent weekdays with his mom and weekends with his dad, so we had hung out all the time, especially on the weekends.

                Clapper and Addison had broken up after dating for a long time, but had remained friends. Clapper had gotten married, had two kids, and gotten divorced. He was too wild spirited, but he had recently gotten remarried. Addison had gotten married and also had two kids.

                As for me and Adam, we had adopted a Chinese kid, and an American kid. We loved them like our own. We were so happy.

                “Where’re chink Jr. and the other one?” Clapper asked curiously. I still called him that, even after all these years.  “Miko! Joshua!” I called and they came out curiously. “Yea dad?” they asked at the same time.

                “The kids are here,” I said and swept my hand at the other 4 kids. “Okay, go play. Daddy needs a drink now,” Clapper said, shoving his two kids, Kayla and Marco Jr., towards mine and Adam’s kids.

                “Marco!” his current wife said, rolling her eyes at him. “What? I do. Yo chink, go get the Vodka,” he said and waved me away. “You American, fuck off,” I said sarcastically. “Kids around,” Addison reminded me and I slapped a hand over my mouth. “Oops,” I said and blushed a little, glancing at them.

                “Dad said a bad word,” Miko whispered and he and Josh giggled. “Yea, I did. My bad. Don’t ever repeat that,” I said nervously and Adam laughed and kissed me. “You idiot.”

                Adam and I had had sex together quite a few times. He had been gentle with me the first time, and worked me up to it all. I was much more comfortable now, positive I was in love with him. He never pressured me to go farther than I wanted, and I was grateful for that.

                “You guys can go play,” Addison said to her kids, Sonia and Dominick. They walked over to the other kids. “Get out of here! The adults want to get wasted!” Clapper said in annoyance. “Dad, shut up!” Marco Jr. said and stuck his tongue out. “Get out of here runt,” Clapper said and Marco Jr. flipped him off.

                He grinned. “That’s my boy!” he said proudly and his wife smacked his arm. I sighed and shook my head as Addison rolled her eyes. “25 years, and you still haven’t grown up a bit, Clap,” I said and he grinned wider.

                Adam put an arm around me and pulled me close. He kissed me deeply and lovingly and I smiled at him. Maybe Adam was still cold as ice, but he loved me. I could see it in his beautiful eyes. And I loved him too.  We smiled softly at each other.

                “Hey Adam?” I said quietly. He kissed me gently. “Yes, Zelly?” I smiled. “I don’t care if you’re lazy.” He laughed and hugged me tightly. “I love you,” he whispered and kissed me deeply. And I knew he meant it. Adam Ace and I were meant to be, and we would stay together forever.

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