He gives a small hum and looks up into the snowfall, the flakes falling down into his hair and catching in the stubble along his chin and cheeks. "Probably...but won't hurt to try it."
A thin 'excuse' to kiss Jacob he didn't actually need? Yes. He wasn't sorry about it.
Chris sticks his tongue out to catch a flake and it's instantly cold and melted on his tongue even before he dives in to try and kiss his assassin while the chill lingered. No, probably not detectable, but he doesn't pull away immediately to try again either, his fingers curling in Jacob's overcoat as though to make sure he stayed close.
When he pulls back again, his voice turns low and quiet as though to avoid the snowflakes and trees hearing them. "I think....we should walk a little further, then turn back and take a nice long soak together...and then maybe a long nap by the fire or in your lovely bed. What do you say, Mr. Frye?"
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A thin 'excuse' to kiss Jacob he didn't actually need? Yes. He wasn't sorry about it.
Chris sticks his tongue out to catch a flake and it's instantly cold and melted on his tongue even before he dives in to try and kiss his assassin while the chill lingered. No, probably not detectable, but he doesn't pull away immediately to try again either, his fingers curling in Jacob's overcoat as though to make sure he stayed close.
When he pulls back again, his voice turns low and quiet as though to avoid the snowflakes and trees hearing them. "I think....we should walk a little further, then turn back and take a nice long soak together...and then maybe a long nap by the fire or in your lovely bed. What do you say, Mr. Frye?"