"Yeah. Real favorable. You're polling incredibly well right now," Alex teased, but it lacked any real bite because his voice was still a breathless near whisper. His hand lingered against Henry's cheek, holding, thumb tracing in an absentminded arc along his cheek.

And he couldn't stop himself from claiming those lips with his own again. Then again, briefer this time. "I did too. A lot. You are umm.." Infuriatingly handsome? Incredible? Delicious?

Too many things, too many wonderful delectable things, so instead Alex just shook his head ever so slightly, at loss for how to truly put it into words.