Lyle wanted to die. How fucking embarrassing. He just went ahead and kissed a guy that he just hired after going home with him. The only thing that made any of that better is that they didn't have sex.<br/><br/>"I was still half asleep.. I've never slept next to someone I wasn't dating so I just kinda... Yeah.. Geez. I'm sorry." Lyle's his his reddened face against the bed and wanted to scream. What the hell was he thinking?! He was more careful than that.<br/><br/>"Wait. Why did you kiss me back?" Lyle looked up, still peering carefully over the bed to Dante. This whole situation had his mind in a fuzz. Nothing made sense.