"I wish I never have to leave." I sighed as I laid on Emilio's chest the next morning after rough housing the entire night.
"Yeah, I know right. I just know that there are a million things waiting for me back home at the office. I just hope that by the time we get back the building is in one piece, and not on fire or something.
"Yeah, and a million stories for how much trouble Mateo, must have gotten in while we were away, "I said, and he chuckled.
"Yeah, that too."
"I miss him though. He's very mischievous, and energetic, and keeps me on my toes, but in a good way."
"Yeah he's perfect." Said Emilio, as he ran his palm gently up and down my thigh, and over my butt, "just like you. How did I get so lucky?"
