Getaway

"I just want to be selfish," said Victor softly and nuzzled into Henry's nape. They were lying in bed, spooning.
"I thought we were being selfish," Henry replied, then turned around to face Victor. "Why do you think we are here?" he laughed.
"You know what I mean," said Victor. "I love being here with you, in the middle of nowhere. This weekend was incredible! This was the best birthday present. I didn't miss the city at all! I just wish it could always be like this."
Henry gently cupped his face and kissed him. "Me, too, love. Me, too."