Molly leaned across the spread Arthur was putting out on the blanket, placing her hand over his to stop him for just a moment. She grinned as she kissed his lips, softly, then sat back. She surveyed the food, realising that she'd not had much to eat all day. "Actually, love, I'm famished," she admitted, plucking a grape off the bunch that had just been pulled off.
As she reached over and lovingly ran her fingers through Arthur's hair, Molly sighed softly. "Seems like the only time I'm ever truly relaxed these days is when I'm with you."