Vieve moved easily as Charlie rearranged them. She settled against him, her legs falling to either side of his hips. Her fingers laced over his chest so she could rest her chin on them. Her eyes travelled slowly over his face -- his adorable, lovable face. She could feel the smile on her lips but couldn't find the will hide it. Or reason.
"On holiday?" She asked, eyebrows rising just a little. "I think it was to Naples when I was seventeen." She answered after a long moment. "My family and I, we all went during the summer. It was so lovely. And warm. We spent a lot of time just sailing around. Nothing nearly so fascinating and seeing tombs, though."