[Caleb watched, waiting, before something in him relaxed at Essek's words. Good. He wanted him to like it. He wanted it to be something that Essek would use often, something that might make the other wizard think of him sometimes when he saw it. So there was no stopping the smile at the thanks.

No stopping the way it widened at those remarkable wonderful new words. I love you. He would never get tired of those words from those perfect, sweet lips. Ever.]

I love you too.

[He turned towards him, wrapping his arms around the other teen once more and urging him into his lap which -- in Caleb's opinion -- was where Essek belonged far more often. Now that gifts were given, they could get back to the important matter of kissing each other breathless.]

You are a sweet talker today. But it is the same for me, so I will believe it. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, my treasure.