Heather couldn't fight back the almost girlish giggle, after he sighted the regulation number and everything. She shifted enough so that she could rest her head against his shoulder. He'd done well to keep her from that shadowy dark place in her mind, where all the bad stuff in her life stayed.
After a few moments of companionable silence, her fingers lightly stroking over his long ones. She noted how his hand just completely dwarfed her own. Not that she minded. "You're pretty great. And I mean the whole package."