"We could do that," Atlas said, staring at her for a moment before kissing her softly. Then he pulled away and removed her hands from his neck, taking in his own and continuing to walk down the street.
He hated when she deflected like that, but he didn't want to push it. They were happy right then, and that's what mattered.
"So what's on the agenda for the rest of the weekend?" he asked. "I know I've got a date with a priest in the morning, but what after that?"