And he was leaning up to meet her in that kiss, humming his approval as they picked up where they left off. It was a slightly shorter kiss than before, if only because when they needed to come up for air, Evan gave her a wry little smile.

"I love holding your hand, you know. I'm just never sure if it's okay for me to reach for yours."

Evan-who-does-this was better at talking about this kind of thing, at least.