After taking a stroll around the neighborhood as planned, Harry and Jade were now seated on the swings at the porch in the cool of the evening just before dinner.
"You know, this reminds me of the first time we both sat down here," she said with a small smile as she glanced at Harry.
"Really? What do you remember about it?" Harry asked, and she grinned.
"I remember our mugs of warm chocolate, our conversations, and most importantly I remember thinking that you had the most gorgeous pair of brown eyes I've ever seen and I could look into them all night and not be satisfied," Jade said and Harry narrowed his eyes.
"Now that we are at it, I suppose I can trust you not to go about complimenting other men's eyes or spending long hours chatting with them and staring into their eyes in my absence, right?" Harry asked, and Jade glared at him as she slapped his arm.
"What do you mean by that?" Jade asked, and he shrugged.
