His arm tightened around her waist as kissed her, gently, tentatively at first, but no less thrilled. It reminded him of the morning they met, unable to do much else but kiss her in the confines of her kitchen. It was several long moments before he pulled away, but only just, lips barely apart. He seemed to be considering something as his brows furrowed but he shook his head. “Nope. Definitely can’t walk at the same time. We’re just going to have to stay put,” he murmured. Both hands came to rest on her hips and his nose brushed against hers, coaxing her lips up as he kissed her again.