She gave him a faintly disgusted look, then stepped close to him and kissed him thoroughly. “Does that answer your question, my lord? I love you. I would not willingly be parted from you.”
His eyes widened and glazed over and he nodded, flicking out his tongue to wet his lips as she pulled away. “That might very well be the thing to make me win this battle…” He murmured and reached out to hold her hand. “I love you too, Summer.”
She turned him round and pushed him toward the door. “You must arm and warm up.” She looked around, and muttered, “What did you do with my dress?”