Grace laughs, quick and soft against his mouth, as she leans into him. Curious though she is as to what he's brought, it doesn't matter nearly as much as this does, not just yet. "That's more like it," she says, kissing him again. She's still not used to this, just getting to kiss him in the middle of the day, not having anywhere else to be or anyone else to see, and it's hard to imagine the novelty wearing off. It's been such a long time since she had a place all her own, and there's never been anyone like him. Smiling, she runs her hand down his neck, staying close even after she draws back. "How was work?"