After years of pining for Hannah, she was finally his and Joseph couldn't remember ever being quite this happy.
"We... we don't really... need to eat.. right this second... do we?" he questioned her between brushes of lips.
It was definitely silly to put so much effort into a meal if he was only going to let it go to waste but he couldn't help himself. It felt good to have her close, far too good, and he was certain that she tasted better than any of the pasta he'd brought for her. Could he be blamed for being so easily caught up in kissing the girl? He didn't think so.
Joseph pulled her closer, shifting her fully into his lap, as their mouths worked together. Honestly, he fully intended to stop this at just a kiss so that they could properly celebrate Valentine's Day... a little longer would hurt anything, though.