Billy found himself smiling a little, a teasing look. He covered Goodnight's hand when it came to his cheek, and he finally closed his eyes a moment. This slow, adoring embrace washed through him, a filthy, sinning promise that Billy would gladly receive as many times as Goodnight felt he could share it.

He still kissed him, just for the moments of quiet, to swallow up the words Goodnight said.