That tone again, Caroline giggled. The way he was looking at her made her feel as if she might be one of those sights, face tilted toward her, she began to blush. But really, it was the first time they were completely alone in such a secluded place. It wasn't like when they'd accidently abandoned Nimiane in the rain or when Hope had looked away after Evander proposed. No, they were completely and entirely alone in the back of an enclosed carriage. The thought had been at the front of her mind as they settled into the carriage but then Evander had been preoccupied by the luggage and Caroline by the city sights, now though it was so completely there. He was there. And there was no more events to attend. Surely he wouldn't want to have their wedding night in a carriage, Caroline found herself thinking. But what harm was there in kisses?

She knew kisses, had had more than her fair share of them as an innocent. But a kiss with a husband, a kiss where she didn't have to worry about her reputation or stopping? It sounded perfect. Well, it would have if they weren't confined to a carriage for a while. She knew where the stopping went with kissing, it led right to her wedding night which she was still nervous about. Kissing would definitely make her less nervous, right?

Evander's warm lips were on hers, gentle. Caroline kissed him back, allowing her free hand to snake around his neck. It was perfect, no it would lead to perfection, because now that he was kissing her she just wanted him to keep kissing her. She pressed slightly closer to him sighing into the kiss.