Their food was half eaten, and probably cold now, but Owen didn't care. That was all just a stepping stone to this. And it had gone much better than Owen had hoped. Not that he had expected to outright reject him, but he kind of figured most people had a sliver of fear when they were putting themselves out there, right?
Owen studied Cecilia, even as she studied their hands. When she looked at him again, he grinned and cocked a brow. "We can do anything you want, whenever you want."