"It's the goal," she murmured, voice equally low and secret. "It'll make you look even harder for someplace to scoot off to." She lifted her head from his shoulder long enough to eat more funnel cake.
She moved her hand so she was more palming him, still using a subtle wrist motion rather than counting on placement of her arm. "I love you. Nothing you do can disappoint me. Promise." She licked her lips after she kissed his cheek, settling back down. "What do you want to do now, sweetie?"