If the world could have steamed up, it would have been from this kiss - or at least that's what Fleur thought. It was filled with more than passion or lust - it was filed with want and need and love most of all.
She didn't notice the way her shirt clung to her skin or the taste of the rain on Bill's lips. All she noticed was the fire between them. It was something she never thought she'd feel.
Fleur didn't want to pull away, but she was sure people walking by could see them and they really should get out of the wet weather.
"You will come in, won't you?" she whispered, her lips still close to his.