Theo grinned, thinking that Gilmore was wrong. He was very much a dangerous man to Theo's heart, though it was much, much too soon to be thinking that way. But the more time they spent together, the more Theo wanted to spend. He'd never felt both so excited and so safe with someone, and it was a very intoxicating feeling. Gilmore was intoxicating, in the very best way.
"Oh, I think I could spare a few more minutes for you," he said, then before he could talk himself out of it moved to straddle Gilmore's lap. It put them very close together, and it was easy to move into another kiss. Theo traced his tongue along Gilmore's lower lip, one hand on his shoulder for balance, the other going back to play with the hair at Gilmore's nape again. He loved the texture of it against his fingers, and Gilmore seemed to like it too, which was important. He pulled back, still flushed and grinning. "Lucky for you, I've cleared my schedule for the afternoon in hopes that you'd come by."