"Why aren't you moving, Rafael? You don't want to make love here? It looks comfortable," Annalise said, looking around the area.
There was a blanket they could use if he did not want to lay on the grass.
"It is not that," Rafael answered, continuing to get her out of the armour, but he made no attempts to take off her clothes. "Your father was setting up another area for me to propose. I fear that he might come searching for us to show you what he put together."
"Although we will wed and are both of age, it would be a bit awkward for me to have your father walk in on us. I'm certain he's tried not to think of the possibility that we were already sharing a bed. Unless you wish for this to be quick-"
