The adoring look was reflected in his own expression. He was so full of love for this woman it ached. He sighed happily as she leaned further into him, and the nuzzling made him shiver. He really wished he still had both hands free. The bare skin of her legs was far too inviting, and he could imagine if he wasn't currently on ice, he'd have been getting very handsy with her in the booth.
"God, I'm so used to being the bad guy... how did this happen?" he joked. "You are a wonderful prize," he told her, shameless looking her over. "And dear God, Knightly, are you really calling these shorts?"