It was beginning to take less exacerbating amounts of courage to engage him in this way- sure, it still took a considerable amount, which left her heart to flutter and her cheeks to rise with their standard flushed hue. He laughed against her lips and she couldn’t help a chuckle in return.
She would accuse him of flattery with his words, but knew that
he wasn’t the kind to offer words of affection unless he truly
meant them.
”Well it isn’t much,
I think,
But I’d hate to think that you might go a day without knowing how adored you are- by myself and by others, (but in this case, particularly by me). If I surprise you, it’s because you don’t expect nearly enough of the affection and kind gestures you deserve.So if you’ll thank god for me, my most darling detective.
Than I too, thank god for you.
Thank god, perhaps most,
Not only for your being,
but that I was truly
blessed
enough to meet you.”Her thumbs coursed over his cheeks softly, and she smiled even brighter for a fraction of a second, before briefly pecking the corner of his lips again. She had no plans, for the day, save affectionate messages being sent to those important to her life— no elaborate romantics to speak of. Yet if this was to be the only amorous endeavour for the whole of the Holiday, she could count it a great success.
