She rambled right along with him, telling him a story about nothing at all really, and laughing more than she remembered having done in a while. Periodically, she made him stop in front of her for a sweet kiss. She couldn't stop smiling. When it was time to hop down off the counter, she made him help her down so she could run her hands over him.

She didn't waste much time with the actual eating. She wanted to get upstairs where she could put her hands all over him.