Laurent smiled as Damen spoke, charmed by his passion. He trailed his fingers along Damen's arm, enjoying being held like this, like he was important to Damen.

Pleased by Damen's self-consciousness, Laurent shifted in his embrace, winding his arms around Damen's shoulders and pressing his forehead against the side of Damen's head. "For the first time, I think I'm actually looking forward to it. It sounds lovely. And you aren't such a bad poet after all."