You and Dutch had, quite the night yesterday. Struggling to sit properly, having to explain that 'no, I did not in fact get beat up.' time and time again? It was embarrassing to say the least. But hey! You weren't there only one being asked questions, with kiss marks all over Dutch's face and a few down his neck as a reminder of the things you two did the last night. The questions flooded him, well, they were more teasing comments but they still count. Right?

After all, the kiss marks were pretty faded. You wouldn't mind sprucing up the littered light red marks, would you? Dutch was reading from one of his many books as he always did. Mumbling softly along with the words as he flipped a page, despite the roughness of his face it just looked like it was begging to be kissed over and over once more.