Billy hummed a little bit, nuzzling in against Goodnight for a moment. Maybe they ought to go back inside. They had time to linger and enjoy the crisp night air, but it would be good, in case the food came early.

And because, if Billy was honest, it would be better for the two of them to be inside. The longer they lingered against each other, the longer he was away from his books, the more Billy longed for a more serious distraction.