Arthur smiled. “All that matters is that I love you.”
She raised her brows. “You think this will be that easy? At some point you’ll have duties, and your father … ” She let the sentence slide off, not wanting to say all the reasons she’d kept her mouth shut all along.
“Well I know that I have my duties, but I have nothing to do tonight. So I don’t need to be anywhere. Except right here.”
Summer couldn’t help but laugh. “You’re such a romantic, sweet. Just sit here and cuddle?”
“I try.” He said with a smile. “Of course. We could sit here and cuddle all night if you wanted to.”
“I want to know what you want to do.” She prodded him in the chest. “If I had /my/ way, we would have to be somewhere much more private than this. With a locking door.”
He blushed a little, knowing what she meant. “W-We could always do that too.”
“Stop avoiding the question, Arthur. Right now, at this moment, what do you want?”