Elizabeth frowned into Charles' chest, "Charles?" She said.
"Yeah, love?" He said softly.
“Are you still pretending that we are normal?” She questioned.
He opened his eyes, Charles leaned back to look at her face, "A little bit," he answered her. He watched as her eyes settled on him, her hand was curled against his chest, she moved it to his jaw. She rested it there for a moment until he realized that she was trying to bring him closer to her.
Her lips brushed his and then came back, fastening on his lower lip and kissing it tenderly while her fingers stroked his cheek.
“Tell me that you love me?” She whispered.
He bit his lower lip, savoring the lingering warmth from her mouth, her tasting lingering on his lips. “I love you.”
For a moment he thought she was going to say
