Lyle felt his heart flutter as the words repeated in his head. It was magical to think that Dante was his. He kissed him softly, returning the gaze in kind. He reached up, caressing his cheek and just took him m the face of the man he'd be spending his life with. Perfection.<br/><br/>"I love you, Dante.." Lyle said again. He just wanted to be sure it wasn't a dream. That he didn't imagine that moment.