~You showed me this Broken Heart was still capable of Love~. He kept the confession silent, content to at least for the moment, allow his motions to speak for him. Wes was in no hurry to break that kiss, bringing his arms around her, sliding gently over the fabric of her outfit till they rested comfortably at the middle of her back. Encouraging her body to form perfectly against his own. He could feel the many eyes, some smiling as the sight of The Two embraced so lovingly and the gags and suppressed huffs that politely stayed silent for the most part, telling them to get a room. There were still so many things that wished to say, things that<i>needed </i>to be spoken of. As she pulled back however, he simply couldn't find any words, the warm smile that had come to his face as he admired her would have to do. The smile only growing as she began to speak, confessing her own feelings as well.<br/><br/><i>"I care about you too, Ava. Gotta admit, it's nice to hear those words. . .it's been, well." </i>Wes chuckled, trying to find the words as he brought a hand around to rest behind his head, rubbing at the back of his neck. "<i>Like I said last night. It's been a long time since I've done anything like this. . .since I've felt for someone as much as I feel for you." </i>He simply gave her a knowing glance, bringing his hand around to find hers and hold it gently. He still wasn't quite sure of everything she'd seen when she saw into his past, the series of events that produced the Broken Revenge Driven Man she met back at The Shifter Den. But the fact she'd seen<i>her, </i>known the final words he'd ever gotten to speak to Elyse. He was sure she knew he'd had his heart closed off for quite a while now, and here she came, resurrecting Wes long after he thought this part of himself had died that night along with her. He gave a gentle squeeze to her hand as the admiration in his eyes never left. "<i>Well, it is hard not to shine the brightest in my eyes everytime I look at you. And you'll never have to let me go. I'm here with you till the end." </i>He hadn't much thought of "The End", he didn't wish to. Perhaps if things had gone differently that night, had whatever spark the two shared not ignited he'd have been content to let the chips fall where they may and meet his creator with open arms.<br/><br/>With the threat of Dresden still very much nearby, along with one extremely pissed off blooded vampire The End could be coming before he'd even have a chance to react. But it simply made these moments he spent in her company that much more important to him. Every touch, every laugh, smile and kiss. Everything about Ava simply served to drive him wild. Something made even more clear once she pressed another kiss to his lips, and for the second time she'd managed to leave him completely breathless and speechless. Eyes locked onto hers, and in a heart beat, his eyes matching that same look of desire, devilish grin coming forward as he tilted his head curiously. Those mouthed words almost driving him completely mad on their own.<i>"Well, there is a very cozy Hotel nearby, one I suspect not run by friendly cannibals. . .Nice corner room with a lovely view of the city." </i>He had to hold himself back, damned near lifting her off of her feet just as he did back in The Bar. Except this time. There would be no bothersome calls to interrupt them. Sure, there was a nice changing room or two as well. Thoughts of allowing themselves to give into that burning desire and damning the consequences later filled his mind. . .No. No he wanted to take his time with her. Explore every inch of her body with greedy hands and gentle kisses, make her body arch in desire, draw forth those soft breaths from between her lips. . .Thank god she was able to bring forth a distraction before The Man took her right there.<br/><br/>With the same glazed look of lust in his eyes, Wes finally shook off all those sinful thoughts, a physical chill running up his spine as he refocused his attention on the environment around them.<i>"Ice Cream? Hmm. Well. . .It's an interesting theory. Suppose it's worth a shot." </i>He let forth a hearty laugh as he shook his head, allowing her to take his hand and begin to lead him along.<i>"Oh do we really want to reignite this debate? Ruin the moment by proving you wrong?" </i>Playful smirk was given forth, waiting on that glance backwards he was sure was coming. He had to admit, it was hard to concentrate on his argument, having to think back to the night. . .he couldn't think of any flavor other than her. Soon enough however they arrived at their destination, Wes reached forward, opening the painted glass door with a ring of the bell as he gave a small playful bow to Ava, allowing her to step in first before following. Ice cream, ice cream he kept telling himself. Keeping himself nice and well behaved despite bringing himself behind her and wrapping his arms gently around her abdomen, pulling her in close to as the two could observe the various sinfully delicious creations that awaited them.<i>"I'm just saying, there's nothing wrong with your choice. . .I'm just going to horribly judge you for the rest of time for not admitting Cookie Dough Overload isn't the greatest." </i>He whispered lightly in her ear, giving a playful chuckle as he gave a gentle hug while he held her.