I do have work I can get done, just not as much as I’d like. I’ll finish it up this evening.

[He pulls back to look at Wright’s eyes. There’s something soft in Miles' eyes, some nameless contentment.] Then there won’t be any more distractions for the rest of the weekend. …You’ll have me all to yourself.

[It gives him a little thrill of nervous anticipation. No excuses if socializing gets tedious or overwhelming after an entire long weekend together. Nothing but days with this man who makes him feel things he never thought he could. It’s a dizzying thought.]