[He smiled into the kiss, shivering a little when Balfour touched his earring because it felt good and he hadn't been expecting that.]

November. My birthday's November twenty-third. My eighteenth'll be special, too.

[He grinned.]

I've still got something else for you too, if you want it. [Balfour'd better want it too, because Reid was giving it to him either way. Whatever was in that box was starting to get a little impatient, too.]