Lio presses his palm flat to Galo's chest, feeling the warm skin beneath his touch. "I did."

He chose to share his bed, to settle in close. He chose to this, and he wouldn't change his mind. Not a chance. Everything about this feels right. And it sounds like Galo feels the same. "I like being here. It feels right. I--"

Even without the eggs? Lio blinks at him, feeling the heat rise in his cheeks. "You would? With me?" He leans closer, gaze searching Galo's face for the answer even before he speaks it. Everything about this man has been too good to be true from the beginning, but it keeps being true again and again and again.