Bridget smiled to herself. She turned her hand over and laced her fingers with his. This was nice and it made her happy. She shifted in the bed so she could lay on Harrison her head on his chest with a contented sigh. She looked up at him and could just make out his face in the bright moonlight trickling in through the window. For a while she stayed silent almost forgetting what she wanted to say.<br/><br/>"When we first met..." She went on. "and we talked and danced and we walked in the garden, before my father found us. You- you were going to kiss me... weren't you?" she asked shyly blushing furiously. She was positive her face was so red that it lit up the entire room, only adding to her embarrasment.<br/>