"Doing well and being happy are two entirely different things," he sighed, shaking his head. But then Billy spoke again and something in him caught; he smiled, looking at him. My, but he looked fine all cleaned up and well-tailored. Goodnight allowed himself a moment to appreciate just how good Billy Rocks looked.

"I only wanted you," he admitted, feeling almost shy from the confession. He looked down, his smile lingering. "I would love to dance with you, mon cher."