“ Holy shit ! That’s so badass ! Can I really have it ? “ Mirth spreads across his face as he happily takes the gift , turning it over in his hands. The lighter is cool against his skin , a comforting weight , and he move on impulse , guided by desire. The cap flips open , flint snapping against the switch and the fire dances to life. Any other time he would be mesmerized by the flame, but his thumb rubs against the engraving , pulling him out of his trance. 

The cap snaps shut , as he brings the words closer to eye level. Damn ! He must have put a lot of thought into this ? And for what ? It’s not even a holiday or anything.  Aw , hell ! He’s gonna start tearing up if he doesn’t do something soon.

This is getting embarrassing ! Is he gonna cry in front of Ari again ? He gives himself credit for holding his voice steady , “ Ari this is — ! Wow ! Thanks , I love it ! I —? Wow… Damn , you really know me don’t cha ? ” Maybe if he angles  himself to the side ....