He captured a lock of hair between two fingers, pulling it through them gently. He noticed her surprise at his question, but he was interested in her; he wanted to get to know her and see if there could be more than this delightful giddy warmth between them. "Wonderful," he replied, quite pleased. "Any type of food you prefer? Any day better than any others?" Connor wouldn't even mind if they brought along her daughter. He was aware that Emily came as a package deal, and he thought he could handle that.
He knew eventually he'd have to sit her down and talk to her about the media and how to handle them, how much to tell them and how to brush them off. Now was not that time, though. Now was for this happy, bubbly feeling.