[ The eye contact is broken when he feels the heavy press of her hand against his chest and looks down to it. The distraction allows for the most genuine look of surprise when her lips then touch his cheek. He quickly catches himself, brow furrowing, though he can't expect she would have missed it. He has only himself to blame, having thought her question was related to her actually staying the night. That tap on the cheek makes a lot more sense now. And she can probably tell that he'd misunderstood.
He clears his throat, opting to give a final command over arguing about the kiss. ]
no subject
He clears his throat, opting to give a final command over arguing about the kiss. ]
Bring dessert with dinner.