Now why are you smiling like that?” He uncrossed his ankles, grinning as though she had confessed undying love or praised him as being molded by the hand of God. “Well, first of all, it’s a relief that the woman who is apparently my wife is not the enemy. That would have been awkward.” He winked at her, leaning forward a touch. Minerva would have spat in his face had he been close enough. “And secondly…” He shook his head, chuckling as he sighed. “I just can’t stop thinking about that extraordinary kiss. I’m very much looking forward to the next one.”
