“What is that?” Ethan asked when he walked into the living room to find Beau up on a ladder.
“It’s a banner, what do you think it is?”
“Why are you putting it up?”
“Uhh… because we’re having a party,” Beau answered, glancing over his shoulder.
Ethan sighed heavily. He had never understood the need to decorate for a party. Especially when the invitation went out describing what the party was for. So, why in the world did someone need to decorate their house with all sorts of crap reflecting the reason for the party?
“I get that,” he told Beau. “I’m just not sure why we have to go through all the trouble.”
“Because it’s fun. And Mason will like it,” Beau offered.
“Fun? And Mason’s only five months old. I’m not sure why he would care.”
“Oh, come on, don’t be grumpy,” Beau retorted, turning his attention back to putting the banner up.
Ethan knew he wasn’t going to win this argument. He never did. Partly because Beau was hard-headed. The other part was because he’d let Beau do whatever he wanted if it made him happy. That’d become Ethan’s mantra ever since the day they got married. He loved this man and his happiness – even if it included cheap ass banners and stupid balloons – was the most important thing.
“Fine,” Ethan told Beau, turning to leave. “I just wanted to make sure that you weren’t doing it for other reasons?”
“Like?” Beau asked before Ethan could step out of the room.
“Oh, you know. I just wanted to remind you that we’re gay. Not women.”
Beau’s rumbling laugh followed Ethan out of the room, making him smile. Yeah, Beau could do whatever he wanted, as long as he always laughed like that.
