Lulu smiled at him, closing her eyes as he ran his finger close to her neck. "Perhaps I will. It's comfortable." She smiled at the roadie who opened the door to the limo, climbing in and waiting for her to settle down next to him. "Good, I liked Sweden. It's beautiful." The kiss to her cheek made her sigh aloud, and she nuzzled into his side as he wrapped an arm around her.
"You were young. You were you, but still not. I was... mostly scared that maybe you would feel the same way." She felt foolish, since it was fairly obvious that he didn't. "I told you I'd be here waiting for you. I'm a woman of my word." She would have said more, but she was nervous to give her emotions words. Instead, she just reached up and let one of her palms rest on his cheek, arching her back so she could kiss him properly on the mouth.