He hugged her as best he could with his arms full of bags, but he pulls away, puts them down, then hugs her tightly. “Don’t forget that I love you. Ever. Please. O-other women may s-say things and t-touch my hands and arms b-but I don’t like it. I only l-like you doing that…”
“I won’t forget, I won’t,” she whispered softly, her hands massaging where they rested on his back.
She stayed in his arms a moment, simply being with him, before pulling away slightly to smile up at him shyly. “W-We should..hurry back to the cottage..I wasn’t kidding when I said I was hungry..” And insert sheepish grin here.
“I’m kind of hungry too.” he admits feebly before bending down and picked up the bags. “Come on if, if we walk quick we’ll be back in ten minutes.” he said with a smile before the two began their trek back towards the house.
Jack Maple 