Summer returned his smirk, standing up and shaking out her skirts. Lightly she put a hand under his chin and kissed him before skipping out of reach. “Let that be an inducement, then, Sir Knight.”
His cheeks reddened and he glanced away for a moment, allowing his heart to return to a normal pace before he looked up at her again. “Then I look forward to it, if I do win,” he said with a small smile.
Summer couldn’t resist that smile. It was too sweet, too shy. She kissed him again.