She'd only moved to give him a little room, a chance to speak without the distraction of her hand against his face. Her smile warmed as she listened to him, liking what she heard, even as her heart missed a half-beat at the implications of those words. Was she really ready for this? They could take it slowly, yes. Whatever happened would happen and she would take it day-by-day.

She gave his hands a gentle squeeze. "I do believe I would like that, very much." Which was why she had yet to move from their positioning. She liked this closeness, what it was and what it meant. They were officially seeing each other now, weren't they? The only obstacle in their path was her father and Helen didn't see Gregory as an obstacle as much as delayed encouragement. And that was good. In some respects, she felt like a giddy schoolgirl with a secret, a precious secret she could share with none, but that everyone knew already anyway. She could deal with this and the smile on her face practically shouted as much.