“I know not now, and I’m not asking now.” Staring up at them, the wine bottle held loose at his side. “But I picture that as the end goal, I’m not about to let you go nor am I planning on running off somewhere else. So that leaves one option - the only option I’d permit really.” Firmer now, more confident, his fingers found the others hair and tangled themselves in the wavy locks of hair.

“I’ll ask one day, or you will beat me to it, but that’s how things will go…in a rather vague way.” Because the who and when, the where and how, had yet to be determined but they would be…in time. At least he’d made his intentions known to Rene. “And no, not here but somewhere for where you’ll be living. If your landlord decides to make trouble feel free to handle him as you please.” If Rene decided to drain him and dump him in a closet somewhere…well Alexandre wasn’t going to care one bit about that.

“Now, let me finish dinner love.” A gentle smile, a light kiss, and he stepped back and out of the others arms…though he wouldn’t mind Rene staying with him as he finished things and got it all to cooking.