His hold on her tightened as she spoke, and he let his fingers lace with his. 'This is you, Pans,' he said softly. 'You could charm the socks of a stick - or something,' he chuckled. 'What I mean is that of course he's interested. He's just generally clueless.'
'I did tell you about telling flat out I wanted to shag him right? And that was after years of flirting.' He kissed the side of her head again. 'Really, Pansy, subtle doesn't work with him, if you want him, you'll have to tell him so, flat out.'
He smiled. 'I know it's risky, Pans, but to your advantage is that it works both ways with him. If he seems to like you, he's not just nice, he does. It would never occur to him to pretend. As I said subtle isn't his style.'