Vacations. It's like a foreign word to her. To both of them. They might have to try that sometime. They can travel anywhere they want, after all: why not visit all those places they've only heard about? Paris is still dotted with restaurants full of jazz music and good wine. There are islands in the Pacific where they could be the only people for miles. If only...

Yes, he does belong closer to her. "The--oh." That was unexpected. The kiss on her knuckles makes her weak-kneed and she nearly falls into Matt's arms before she catches herself. "That was. Um." You know what? She's just going to stay there for a minute. "What were we talking about?"

A leisurely stroll into the water is perfect. The cold water makes her gasp when it splashes over her legs. "I'll always go with you, honey, you should know that by now." She dove head-first into the heroing gig for him. What's an ocean in comparison? His hand gets a squeeze of encouragement. "Always."