Evetrie finds this delightful and beams at him.

He beams back!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Aaaaa!!!!!!! It's so pretty!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Do you want to stay for a little while?" giggles Evetrie, squeezing his hand.

"I want to kiss you," he says without thinking, still dazzled by the beauty of her garden.

Well now she's a shade of pink again. Oh no, this is terrible.

"... yeah okay," she mumbles, shyly, enchanted by his smile.

He squeezes her hand and kisses her on the lips - a brief peck, because he can't stop grinning long enough to do anything more serious.

Aw! Brief peck! It's very cute and earns a giggle. He's adorable.

"Want to wander around or find a nice, out of the way spot to sit?"

"This garden is amazing," he says. "Did you do the flowers?"

"Some of them! Not everything here is mine, though. I did the ones that look like stained glass, the dark iridescent glade with the little lights, and the autumn section, and I helped someone else out with the ghost grove. He had trouble getting them to do that on their own, and wanted some help after seeing my flowers."

"They're beautiful."

He's still smiling, but now he's also looking at her with a nameless intensity in his eyes. Like she's the most amazing thing in the world.

"Thank you," she mumbles, shyly, smiling to her shoes. "Personally, I think the dark glade looks better at night, it's hard to tell how they shift colors in the sunlight."

"I want to kiss you again."

She giggles, then gently tugs him off the main path and into a more secluded section of the park. From her familiarity with the park, she knows about an out of the way little bench, separated from any path and most casual park-walkers. Privacy! Or the closest they can get in a public park. At the very least, they can hear anyone tromping through the bushes.

Then: yes, all right, he can kiss her again. Like so.

This time he does not have the 'can't stop grinning' problem. He does not have that problem at all.

Oh.

Oh.

Well isn't she pleased with her foresight. She doesn't have to worry about someone stumbling across them, she can just... enjoy kissing her betrothed.

Mm.

Mm indeed. Very mm. So much of mm.

He is very good at eliciting plenty of mm. So very good at it.

It's really easy to just - lose track of time. Even easier to end up accidentally wrapped around him, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. It was such a good idea to go be in a secluded spot. Such a good idea.

He pulls away, eventually, looking into her eyes with that same deep wondering intensity.

"I think I'm in love with you already," he murmurs. "The gods really know their stuff."

She giggles faintly, gulping in air and struggling to right herself after - that. She has ever kissed someone before, but - it had not been like that.

"I didn't think I was that good of a kisser," she teases, airily. Beaming at him.

"Everything about you is amazing." Pause. "Want to go find my house?"

"Sure," she agrees immediately, without thinking. ... Then she pieces together the implications, and blushes and looks down. "Um, but not for - uh - anything further? Just yet?"

He tucks his arm around her shoulders and kisses her on the cheek. "Mm. Okay," he murmurs.

The arm around her shoulders makes it very easy to lean on him for snuggles. Like so. She smiles up at him, delighted.

Snuggle-hug. With another one of those utterly enthralled smiles.

Aww!

"You smile at me like I'm the most amazing thing in the world."