Craig enjoyed the kiss, met it with his own passion and want, stood there with Peg as if time were something that was not important, not potentially under the control of others. He stood there and lived a little, died a little, and was just himself with the woman who had recently crashed through his life with the subtlety of a wrecking ball.<br/><br/>"I think we may miss lunch if you keep this up Peg, best to meter this out. It is still frowned upon to go starkers down the street." He was able to mumble with a smile on his lips. His hands were at her waist, holding the woman in his arms as they let the day tick by them. Craig had a feel for where the boys were, the other men in Peg's life. There were not straying too far off, but they were giving Craig and Peg space.<br/><br/>"I don't worry about languages when it comes to animals, you would be surprised at what tricks I have up my sleeve. Even if they don't come with feathers. So what's it to be Peg? Quick hike back to the flat or should we call our respective families and ask them question?"