She leaned in and kissed his neck then pulled back to look at him. “Am I obligated to meet more people first?” she asked him.
“Do you want to?” He turned her so he was holding her bridal-style. “I don’t think you have to right now if you don’t want to. But you’ll probably have to later during dinner.”
“I’m going across the hall to change, hurry up,” He threw his bag over his shoulder, then grabbed a pair of boots out of...
“Well I don’t. But fine. Leave me to change”