There was nothing wrong in the idea at all. He could go for a good Netflix and Chill, maybe with a large bowl of popcorn and a convenient shoulder to snuggle up against. It just... well, seemed a bit fast really. Anthony had always been a bit of a speed demon when it came to cars but when it came to relationships this was the fastest he had ever moved. Engaged one second, then getting swept away by all those too powerful feelings, ready to run away with a man who held rogue sandwich tomato like it were made of fragile glass.

There was a touch of trepidation just below the surface, like the fluttering of butterfly wings, but the rest was all too exciting and desired. He felt rescued. Freed from a comfortable mistake so he could be swept away in a torrent of passions. Heh, and here he had always thought those romances where that happened to the characters were cheesy. He understood the feeling completely now.

"I'll dabble in anything you feel up to dabbling in."

He patted around for his sandwich only to discover he had devoured during some moment of timeless staring, so he switched for the wine instead, to have sip and to follow it with a few grapes.