His eyes shut as he felt her touch and he leaned his cheek into her warm, gentle hand.
Ichabod let himself follow the swaying of Katrina's body, for once not thinking about what he was doing and merely reacting. He didn't have to plan every move with his love. He didn't have to prove anything and it was such a relief for him.
"Yes, we can," he agreed, smiling. "I have no idea what sort of magic this is but it's good."