Vieve turned around in his arms, letting go of his hand in favor of being able to wrap her arms around his shoulders. The cold air brought goosebumps to her skin instantly. It was ignored in favor of the feeling of his chest pressed against her's.
"I don't expect you to be okay with it." She paused for a moment to place another kiss against his lips. "I just hoped for understanding. You're probably one of the few people I've ever met who could understand doing what you love despite the danger." Her fingers trailed down his chest slowly, and the scars that lay there.
"And that's terribly patriarchal of you." She added, teasingly. "Were you paying attention to how many weapons you had to take off of me to get me naked?" Her eyebrows rose in challenge as a smirk crossed her lips. It lasted for only a few moments before she claimed his lips in another kiss.