It would not be such a bad thing, Henry found himself thinking, if they sat together like that for a while, watching the ocean. But when Gabriella turned inside his reach, Henry's thoughts turned to much more entertaining ways to pass the time. He returned her kiss and waited with a bemused smile while Gabriella implied her way through suggesting the same thing he'd been thinking.
"Yes...?" Henry drawled. "What is it you're thinking of, sweetheart?"
Henry's hands found her legs and moved them until they were hooked over his hips and Gabriella was sitting on his lap. Holding her close, Henry began to drop kisses on her arms, shoulders and neck. "Oh, come on," he teased, "I want to hear you say it..."