Vianna was pleased with her husband's response, her own lips treating his own eagerly, but still very, very lovingly and sweetly. There was passion in this kiss, yes, but for the most part the girl just filled it with love and endearment, the love she felt for him, the endearment he caused in her. He was perfect, amazing, and everything she could have ever asked for in a husband. He cared for her, took care of her, worried about her, and never for a second was ever anything less than loving to her; and for this, the girl was extremely grateful. She felt incredibly lucky at that moment, luckier than she had felt in a very, very long time. But as much as Fervi loved each other, they could grow distracted at times; they grew busy with work and their families and the bookstore and though they were always happy to be together, they could sometimes forget just how much they truly valued having the other person in their lives, and this was one of those special times that reminded the girl just how lucky she was to be with him, how happy and grateful she had felt on their wedding day three years ago.

Eventually, a few long moments later, the young girl pulled back. Her crystal blue eyes fluttered open and the warmest of smiles adorned her lightly tanned face, a bit of a daze on her expression. "Do you think, Mr. Montgomery, I could finish those sandwiches and that soup now?" she asked teasingly, giving a soft chuckle and pecking his lips gently, lovingly. She was just about to turn and get back to the food when she realized… well, she wanted to kiss him again. She couldn't help it, though, he had addicting lips! So she did just that, pecking his lips one more time, longer than necessary, before turning around and officially getting back to the sandwiches she'd been making.