Hot Head

“Why?!”Dante smacked him and scowled. “Because I love you!”There it was, out in the air. Griff’s eyes got wide. The words had come out angry, but Dante had meant them. He couldn’t open his perfect mouth and swallow them back. His face softened, and he looked right at Griff so there was no mistake. “In love, I mean. With you. For so long.”Griff smiled and couldn’t stop, even though he had to look down at his own lap to whisper, “Me too. I love you too. Like I thought I’d die from it.”Dante smiled and stole a kiss. “Well, thank fuck for that.”