Her fingers on his lips were too soft, too sweet, her words even sweeter. He gave her one more, quick kiss, and smiled. "I'm still going to say it." Then, before he could do anything stupid-- or before his potential for stupidity was called to her attention,-- he shifted her to the seat beside him, his arm around her so that her head could rest on his shoulder, if she liked.
He needed to laugh about something, and it was probable that Marian did, too. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the book, abandoned and forgotten. He quickly leaned across her and grabbed it, moving it to his side opposite her. "I'll just be saving this for later," he said with a grin.