“Oh really?” Eli says, eyebrows raised, grinning back at him. “I’ll keep that in mind. For next time.” Because they were definitely going to do this again. And many times after that too as far as Eli is concerned. He’d truly meant what he said. He really likes Michael, and last night had been the best date he’s had in years. Possibly ever. No, definitely ever. It just felt right. At the thought, he puts his hand at Michael’s face, petting the poor guy’s extreme bedhead, with a smile. “So. What’re you doing today?” he asks.