Grace smiles, kissing him again, feeling like her heart's swelling in her chest. It isn't just about the company. He wants to be with her, and no matter how well she knows that, thinking of it is enough to make her happy sometimes. "Guess we both get what we want tonight," she murmurs, hands tracing lower again. Going out with him is fun, but this is what counts, knowing he's as crazy about her as she is about him. She's never had this before, nothing even close to it, and the feeling she gets thinking about it gets to her as much as his hands on her body.