[Since when has she cared what people think? She's not going to start now. The kiss is brief enough, and she soon pulls away. She seeks out his gaze, though, appreciative once again of his gestures and--well, frankly, appreciative of everything he is and will be.
It's a strange kind of affection she's never felt before.]
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It's a strange kind of affection she's never felt before.]
We should go somewhere else. People are staring.