He continued eating as he leaned in close to Lindsey, happy that he could apparently make the man smile. He liked it when Lindsey smiled. He could feel his body warm at it, heart clenching slightly. He looked at the tv before glancing back at Lindsey, holding up a piece of chicken on his chopsticks.

"So I'm thinking that tomorrow, for dinner, I'll make italian? Chicken parmigiana...its one of my favorites and I can cook it damn good." He leaned over, kissing his shoulder.