Oh, she likes the feel of his hand around hers.

It's nice. Sweet.

He's also really put together, with a good head on his shoulders and all that. It's a bit weird for her, if only because her 'type' usually consists of men who have issues of some kind, lack ambition, and are total shit-shows.

But this kind of change? She could get used to.

"So what kind of picnic-y things are we having today?" she asks.