Waiting for Clark (11 page)

“That you’re up for grabs. Gay-pride Superman’s been popular at the other cons we’ve gone to. Everyone wants a picture with you. And this time I want that in the picture too.” I pointed at the ring.

“I see.” Clark raised an eyebrow at me. “You’re going to have to help me out here, Bryce. Any particular reason that ring needs to be in the pictures? You’re not thinking I’m going to run off with the first Larry Lane who winks at me right?”

Gah.
He was totally going to make me say it. “I think we should get married.”

“We
should
or you
want
to?” Clark’s forehead creased adorably. “Because if it’s just you thinking you should make an honest man of me and the kiddos, we’re totally fine freeloading here indefinitely.”

“Fine. I
want
to marry you. I want to marry you because I trust you to stick around and not leave me, and because all of our friends will kill us if there’s not a big party soon—”

“There’s an excellent reason.” Clark laughed kind of shakily. “I think they’re still recovering from Tony and Karen’s wedding. I know I’m still recovering from wearing Stormtrooper gear for four hours.”

“How about we agree right now, no Star Wars cosplay wedding?” I laughed.

“How about you actually ask me?” Clark said quite cheekily.

“Will you marry me?” I swallowed hard. “Ooops. Forgot this part.” I slid from my chair to kneel beside him. “There. That’s better. Will you marry me?”

“Yes. Now get up, you goof.” He tugged me to standing, then stood himself, kissing me soundly. Gradually the kiss morphed from something celebratory to something hotter, more primal, and I had a feeling breakfast was rapidly cooling, but couldn’t summon up the energy to care. I had a future to worry about.

The End

Author’s Note

Portland does indeed have several Comic Con conventions each year. I combined the best of these events to make the fictional PDX Comic Con for Bryce and Clark to attend. All characters are fictional, and any resemblance to people living or dead is coincidental. If you enjoyed the Portland setting, you might enjoy my Portland Heat series of novellas as well. And look for more geeks and nerds from me in a new series launching with
Holiday Upgrade
in late 2015.

Author Bio

Annabeth Albert grew up sneaking romance novels under the bed covers. Now, she devours all subgenres of romance out in the open— no flashlights required! When she’s not adding to her keeper shelf, she’s a multi-published Pacific Northwest romance writer.

Emotionally complex, sexy, and funny stories are her favorites both to read and to write. Annabeth loves finding happy endings for a variety of pairings and is a passionate gay rights supporter. In between searching out dark heroes to redeem, she works a rewarding day job and wrangles two toddlers.

Represented by
Saritza Hernandez
of the Corvisiero Literary Agency

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