Kurt’s whole face brightened as he smiled. “Probably *almost* as crazy as I am about you.”

“After all these years?” There was no real skepticism in the tone, but Blaine couldn’t resist asking anyway. “Not tired of me? Ready to trade in for a younger model?”

The smile became more serious, and Kurt’s hand stretched across the dinner table to clasp his husband’s tightly. “Never. Ever.” After almost ten years together, it still amazed him that he managed to love the other man just a little bit more every single day. They changed and grew and always ended up right back in each other’s arms.

“If I could, I’d marry you all over again... but the way you plan a wedding, we can only afford to do that once.”

Kurt swatted at Blaine’s arm without any real intention of doing harm and lifted his wine. “A toast. To my gorgeous, talented husband.”

“And to mine. I love you.”

“I love you too.”