"The jacket was annoying," he murmurs back to her, giving her a slow raise of the brow followed by a good-natured chuckle. "And I prefer holding you like this. Without so many things in the way.

He lifts his head, takes in the peaceful scene around them as he holds her carefully, steps even more carefully, swaying his hips in a slow motion. This feeling, it's good, having warmth in his veins and care in his mind as he sees how comfortable she is against him. The sound of her dress swishing in the grass, Her hands soft in his palms. They all make the evening that much more soothing.