His excitement was infectious and by the time her gaze met his, her smile was genuine, even reaching her eyes. He took her breath away with that smile, and she found herself meeting him in the kitchen. "That sounds amazing," she breathed, a second before boldly wrapping arms around his neck, and kissing him quickly.
"How is she?" she asked, using his mother as an excuse to break the kiss just as soon as she had started it. Her cheeks were flushed, and that ring was burning where it laid against her thigh. It didn't matter that there was fabric between them, she could feel the very shape of it. Could he feel it too? Where her leg pressed to his?