“Her siblings probably got it under control,” he mused. The Stones were tight, and Kori was the baby, so he figured the rest of them were trying to take care of her as much as she would allow. “Not loving the fact that she’s going through it either, but what can you do?” Everyone had things they were sorting out in their own heads now; byproduct of the world ending, he figured.
He gave her an apologetic smile. “I didn’t mean it to sound bad,” he replied,” and you’re working off of the assumption that I wouldn’t want to risk your germs.” Not a challenge, but he’d spent enough time around her now while she was sick, that he had to think if he was going to get whatever was going around he would’ve already.
She played dirty. Simple as that. But, god if he didn’t kind of love and hate her for it. He loved the fact that she was comfortable enough to flirt, but hated that she’d done it in a public enough place that all he could do was give her a mildly pained expression and mutter, “You’re killing me, Rae.” She definitely had all his attention now. “I think it worked fine.” He’d be a dead man caught on tape if she’d managed to stay bent like that for any longer; he only had so much self-control. “Heh. Whatever you want. Either way I still got something nice to look at.” And fingers that were itching to touch. He was screwed. Being in public, not the greatest thing, but it was too late now to scrap the whole thing.
“That it ain’t gonna wander anywhere safe.” Maybe it was showing his cards a little, but hell, she had to know what kind of things he might be thinking, right?
He gave her another mildly pained look, though his eyes were dark, so it lost some of the effect. “Hate that damn coat,” he mumbled, threading his fingers through the ends of her hair, just to give them something to do. Something that wasn’t making short work out of that damn puffy thing she was calling a coat. But hell, at least she’d given him something of a view. “If it wasn’t for that stupid thing…” he trailed off. What he really needed to remember was they were in a public place, and doing something, anything would probably come back to bite him. Not that he cared in the slightest. But he didn’t want to make Rae a target; she already got enough grief from certain people.
He pulled the zipper and let his hand curl around the back of her neck for a couple seconds. “Definitely not,” he agreed before darting his eyes around, just to check for anyone, when he didn’t catch any eyes, he tugged her in close and pressed a kiss to her temple. Pretty chaste, considering the thoughts that were racing through his head, but he didn’t want to risk anything else.
“So, a couple laps around to get used to the skates?” he asked, releasing her. Trying to mentally shake himself back into the present, and what they’d come here to do to begin with. Not as easy as he thought, considering she had his head just a little fuzzy.