When his lips touched her neck, she was smiling, caught up in the familiar feeling of, well, him. Angelina placed a kiss on his forehead, before putting her fingers under his chin and pulling him up to kiss him on the mouth again. "I'm not mad at you," she said quietly, her thumb caressing his strong jaw softly.
"A little worried, though," she admitted. "Why did it upset you as much as it did?" Truth is, this was more than just talking to him for Katie's sake; nah, she could have done that over the journals. If he did get as upset as Katie said he did, then there was something wrong, and Angelina wanted to be there for Terence; it wasn't just about the snogging and shagging, after all. "You don't have to tell me, but I am a willing listener."