It was becoming a familiar discussion, one Vic wouldn’t let himself be drawn into for long. He wanted Matt to make the decision—he’d support it, of course, but he wouldn’t make it for him. He couldn’t. He kept pushing that thought into Matt’s mind in the hopes that it would stick there, but Matt was stubborn and kept pressing Vic for a more definite answer. With a shrug, Vic reminded him, “It’s permanent, Matty. If you’re sure...”
Matt grabbed his lover’s hand in both of his. “This is permanent. We’re permanent. I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”
What started as three little letters grew into a heart with Vic’s initials inside, and if Matt was serious about it, then Vic wanted one, too. And if they were getting matching tats, they needed to find a spot to suit them both,
