It felt nice to be held, though she was mindful of keeping the barriers of their clothing intact. No slip-ups on her part, no way. She would never hurt Doug, not if she could help it.
She wasn't an innocent, but she didn't notice if there was anything amiss in Doug's lap. She hadn't fallen too hard into him, and she was too distracted by the magic of Paris. Turning to look at him, she had to fight harder and harder recently to not grab him and kiss him.
"If they're anythin' like this one, then I'm sure I'll love 'em sugar."