Harold allowed himself to be led along by Rose, happy to be just behind her.  It gave him a nice view to look at as they walked after all.  He smiled against her lips, his hands resting against her hips; and a chuckle slipped out when she tripped and fell back.  After a quick glance around to make sure no one was nearby, he eased himself down to his knees and leaned over her.  His hands resting on either side of her head, his good knee was placed between her thighs, so close to pressing against her.  Looking down, he smiled and brushed his lips over hers.  "Hi."