Her words, her laughter and her expecting look at him felt disarming and for a moment Robbie dropped his guard. He hadn't kissed a woman in, what, 14, 15 months? But now, in the middle of the quiet street by the Vine square under the street light he halted Olivia to a stop, touched her chin with the tip of his finger lightly to turn her head upwards, and stooped down to give her a tender kiss on the lips. It was fairly brief but sweet, and then he straightened up, his eyes locked with hers.