"Yeah, that sounds good," Atlas said, taking her arm with his free hand and forcing her to a stop. "But there's something I need to do first."
Leaning in, he pressed his lips to hers and kissed her deeply, giving her all he had. "You looked like you needed that," he murmured when they pulled apart, slipping his arm around her shoulders. "Side along me?" he asked with a slight grin, trying to make her smile. He didn't like it when she wasn't in a bad mood, and since he was making the trip to Ireland to please her, and hopefully convince her to officially be his, he wanted her to be happy. He always wanted her to be happy.