Normally, I run from first person fic as fast as second person, only without the screaming (not sure why, I have no problem with first person in novels). But this is really lovely. I think my favorite part is the "Ever been skinny dipping with Mitch?"

That, and this:
My hand goes to automatically rest on his chest, over his heart, just like in countless publicity pictures of us. It was like from day one I was unconsciously saying, “Mine”. And now he is.