He laughs at that and nods his agreement, rubbing one hand over his beard thoughtfully. Although he isn't the kind of person to blush at all, he can feel his cheeks growing warm now as he thinks about it. "You are probably right about that," he agrees, fighting against the smile that's pulling up the corners of his mouth and finding that he's completely unable.
He turns, then, pausing in the orchard and pulls Veronica to him, leaning down to press a kiss to her mouth. This isn't the time -- or the place, he knows -- but he kisses her anyway, because they're nearly alone and he wants to, more than anything.
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Date: 2011-02-03 12:22 am (UTC)He turns, then, pausing in the orchard and pulls Veronica to him, leaning down to press a kiss to her mouth. This isn't the time -- or the place, he knows -- but he kisses her anyway, because they're nearly alone and he wants to, more than anything.