Dante finished his meal and noticed that Lyle had been playing for his fork for a few minutes. He had something on his mind and Dante had a feeling he knew what it was. When Lyle finally spoke up he turned to face him and waited patiently. There was a pause as Dante waited for Lyle to come up with the words. What he said was what he expected him to say, but he loved the sound of it. He wanted to keep him forever. It was sweet and honest and without guile.  Dante smiled, leaning forward and kissing him softly before pulling back only a few inches.<br/><br/>"Of course you can."