Author's Note: I did get both my papers done despite being horribly ill over the weekend. Thank you for all the luck you sent me.
Frank walked up and pulled me into a hug from behind, resting his chin on the top of my head. "I think we can handle the parents."
After James left, Frank and I sat down to talk. While I had been hoping to get some more kissing in now that we'd both had some hangover cure, Frank seemed determined to figure everything out immediately.
Planning is good, but I'm going to have to teach him how to just wing it sometimes.
Anyway, we decided to just not mention it for a while. At least until we'd figured out how things were going to go between us.
After that, I finally got in some of that kissing I wanted. Sadly, Frank is a bit too much of a gentleman. Or maybe he thinks I'm a virgin. Which is technically true (in my overly romanticized teenage world, I had thought to save myself for him…) but I knew plenty well how to properly snog a boy.
Actually, now that I think about it, he's probably scared another family member's going to walk in on us.
Anyway, I'm getting sidetracked again. I'm going to fast forward the story a bit now.
So, we went on dates, a lot of dates, for a month. He'd take me out to lunch when we were both in the office rather than out in the field. I'd take him out to the movies on the weekends. He's so utterly fascinated by them.
We had been kissing a lot too. And holding hands. And cuddling. I like cuddling with him. He's just the right size to tuck me under his arm and hold me close.
Don't get me wrong. I'm still a kickass Auror, but sometimes it's nice to let someone else worry about the protecting.
And cuddling on a park bench near my house is what we were doing when my mum and dad decided to take an evening stroll.
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