She just smiled right back. Her hand had never left his arm and wasn't about to. It was at this moment that she remembered just how crazy she'd always been about him. It wasn't as extreme as it had been in her teenage years, but it was still there. She still felt that warmth that made her heart bubble over with joy, but it was more calm than it had been then. More mature, really.

She knew he could probably see it, because she'd always felt like his eyes could see anything. Years before she would have been afraid of it, but not so much anymore. He wouldn't judge her for it.