"Wait you remember the siblings but have a problem with the kids and the husband and wives?" he asked, knowing that Charlie didn't mean it like that, but it was too easy to pass up. "Mate, you really need to have McKinnon check you out if you can't remember Potter's birthday. I'm new and even I know when it's his birthday."
Callum grinned. "I know you're just waiting to find the perfect ring before going on your knees." He leaned closer, and dropped his voice as if sharing a great secret. "Just a suggestion: you can go on your knees for me at any time. We can even skip the cock ring."
He nodded. "Yeah, having Baron back made a big difference, but this - being here - it's almost like the war doesn't touch us, not the way it touches the rest. We're doing what we usually do: work, fly, fuck, be madly in love with our bosses. Really, it's all part of life on the reserve." It was easy to mix the jokes with the serious things, maybe easier than being serious all the times, and at least he knew that Charlie would know the difference. "Of course, there are differences. I'll have to remember not to tell them how much I love you, and I can't spend a minute without you. I'm even sitting here, under the rain to keep you company because I can't imagine leaving you alone. Right, not telling them that or about meeting the family."