[Poggio]

He dreamed of this moment for nights, devised many ways he would drive the stake into the wretched mans heart and never have to look at him again. Twisting his ankle he realized his stake was not in his boot. He swallowed deeply at the other mans out burst. Some how the park became vacant but the two of them. He stepped back from the whirling pool of emotions to gather his own thoughts without getting angry. His hands twisted in front of his eyes as they had done some many times before cleaning away any evidence of weakness. “For the same reason, I looked like I wanted to be fucked...” His voice faltered as he admitted the same thing aloud he denied for himself for a long time. “You are the only one that has come back for me.” Galvin couldn't stop his voice from breaking. “And when I wake up as promised you are there...” There were many more mundane reasons that wouldn't come out. Galvin forcefully rubbed his tears into submission quelling his shaking body. He closed the distance between him and Ambrosia and kissed the man. “It is Saturday, where would you like to have dinner?”