As she talked Danny moved closer to her. Pressing her against the willow tree, but gently enough that she could slip away if she so chose he took her hand in his and rubbed his thumb over the gap between her thumb and pointer finger.  He leaned in close so that his breath was warm upon the nape of her neck. The hand resting against the tree was entwined in her dark tresses.<br/>"You are indeed blessed with a lovely singing voice," he whispered the words in her ear accompanied by his warm breath. "But, I can think of at least one other thing you are good at."<br/>