Pyrrhus looked down at Juhi as she kissed him, smiling a little at her comment. She was definitely getting into the spirit of things now. He ran his fingers through her hair and removed the flower pin, caressing her neck gently with the other hand. He used very little pressure. Just the slightest touch, barely enough to disturb the smallest hairs on it. He slid his shirt off and threw it onto the bench with the flowers and purse, excitement coursing through his body. The only thing that would make the evening more exciting would be if the priest himself managed to walk in them. Pyrrhus would be polite, of course, and invite him to join in.