George leaned against the door frame and offered over the flowers, allowing his eyes to travel down Parvati's figure. He whistled when he got to her bare legs and pushed himself away from the door frame to stand straight. "I'm afraid if I come in, we may never get where we're going." He grinned and offered his arm.
"I can't tell you just yet, can I?" he said, "I'll miss out on the look on your face when we get there."
He leaned down to give her a quick kiss on the forehead. "Just hang on tight, it might be a bumpy trip."