He glanced right, then left, as if looking for peering eyes before typing.

"Love you too, Angel."

Complete with a sappy heart emote. The letter found itself a new home in the wall safe. The first really important piece of dear to his heart memorabilia to be housed in there next to his passport.
He would get through the rest of the day, some how, by fidgeting and glancing at the clock every two minutes or so. Anthony only regained his cool when he was seated at some secluded table at the back of the romantically darkened restaurant waiting for his angel to join him.