Tuni did leave her hand there on his cheek, especially when he had put his own hand over the top of hers. She quite enjoyed the rough feel of his stubble but also the warmth it presented. She appreciated his holding off and letting her talk, even if she wasn't all that enthused with his final response. She honestly didn't feel like she needed all of those comforts that she may be accustomed to. They obviously hadn't gotten her anywhere that she really wanted to be. And, when it came down to it, it was going to be hell to even get to that matrimony bliss she so desired. Her father was going to be a problem, like it or not. But if it came down to it, she had no issue with just running off with Rufus and eloping, her father be damned.

"I don't need all of those things," she answered simply, her thumb brushing along his cheek, "Honestly, Rufus, we can find our way through it as the time comes. Love conquers all, does it not?"

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