For a while, they lay there, listening to the quiet sounds of the night around them. Amory finished his wine and set the glass to the side. Refilling his glass would have involved getting up, and he much preferred staying where he was. He nestled his head against Philip’s shoulder. Philip made a little sound of contentment and set his own glass aside, tightening his arms around Amory. He wasn’t surprised when Philip turned to him and pulled him into a gentle kiss, but he more than welcomed it. He surrendered to it gladly, letting the kisses turn slow and deep. Continuing and spinning out as they lay tangled together under a sky filled with stars.