He tried to keep the kiss light by holding Brigid closer and allowed his lips to brush against her cheek lightly. The last thing he wanted was for Brigid to think he had owled her just for a snog when in fact, he just wanted to be with her.
His whole body hummed to a different music than what was playing, same rhythm though, but different notes. Piano was making place for cello and right then he knew he'd pick up his instrument later. Notes started to flood his mind, a music sheet creating itself in his mind. Rarely, Riley had composed for someone, even more rarely about someone but now.. right at this instant all he could think about, and feel about, was Brigid.