What's the worst that could happen?

He grinned a little wickedly as she stepped into his chest and returned his kiss. He leaned deeper into it. Closing his eyes, tasting her. His heart pounded a little quicker, and he felt a little flushed when she pulled free and nuzzled against his cheek. No one else could make his thoughts and body react as Anthea could.

In truth, he’d been so entranced with Anthea that he had missed her bag until she stepped back and nodded towards it. He glanced from it, and then to her, and raised a brow in surprise. “I think I could manage it…” He teased lightly. Was today the day? She was ready to make a choice? He stepped closer to her again, cupping a paw under her chin as he lifted her head up in a gentle motion. He kissed her again, soundly. “I’m glad. Very, very glad” He murmured softly.

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