Limitless Love: A Polyamorous Charity Anthology

16. Graham

“Happy birthday, my love.” My husband slides a box across the counter to me, and I pick it up with some trepidation.

“You’re not supposed to buy me gifts,” I reply.

“Just say thank you, drama queen.”

“Thank you, drama queen,” I deadpan.

Eric rolls his eyes, and I smile. I should have known he wouldn’t listen to me. Five years, and he still manages to blow past all my defenses and surprise me.

“Open it.”

“God, you’re bossy.” Tearing the paper, I see the logo for Eric’s favorite jeweler.

I give him a look, and he smiles at me, the asshole. With trembling hands and my heart in my throat, I lift the lid and let out a small gasp.

Nestled on the black velvet liner is a cuff. It’s as wide as the band of Eric’s watch and looks to be white gold like our wedding rings.

“I know you said you didn’t want a bracelet when we talked about it a few years ago, but this isn’t a replacement for your ring. Even if you start dating again, you can wear both. This is nothing more than another symbol of my love for you.”

He gently takes the box from me, sets it on the counter, and takes out the cuff. “I fell in love with you before I even really knew you. Now, with five years of sass and teasing and way too much of Blaise and Evan’s influence behind me, I couldn’t love you more.”

Taking my left wrist in one hand and the cuff in the other, he slides it onto me as slowly and reverently as he did my wedding band years ago.

“I love you, Graham, and I always will. Happy birthday.”

I stare at the cuff, and then up into those soft eyes that I’ve loved for what feels like forever.

“I love you too. You’re a fucking sap, but I love you.”

Eric leans in and kisses me gently, softly, perfectly, sweetly.