“I’m not worried about that part. I plan on bringing an amazing view with me.” It was cruel to be using that suggestive tone, here of all places, but if she was going to start then he’d follow suit, bunching that pretty sundress into his hand where it rested at her hip. Subtle enough to any potential little onlookers that might wander out, but the perilous way that hem crept up wasn’t something she was going to miss. He had worried many times that he was too much like Gabriel in his mannerisms, but most of that was for nothing. There was a care to everything, even the occasional roughness he gave in to, that the gancanagh just couldn’t replicate even when he tried.
The fact that she could sit here with him, far from afraid even with the topic at hand, came mostly down to wanting things to be alright again. There was enough will behind that need to make things right with them that the rest became possible. There was no such need to cross over to San Francisco. Her life was not missing anything it couldn’t go without here.
“I’ll think it over. If we stick to this side of things, I honestly don’t have a lot of experience with what’s what. Maybe I’ll bug Miki for it. Do Sidhe even have honeymoons? I suppose maybe not since mostly they're getting married for the last names involved."