Chantelle looks into his eyes and smiles delicately. "And Peitho tell him how she feels. That she loves him to and then kisses him" And gently, she kissed his lips, smiling and blushing as she did.
Chantelle's eyes widened, the grip on his hands tightening, he face getting slightly warm as she stared deep into his eyes. Getting even closer, she smiled on spoke softly. "That sound like a good idea. How did they realise they loved each other?"
Chantelle grabbed his hand back and opened her eyes, looking at him and into his eyes. "Think. You're an amazing writer. Follow you heart, who are the lovers?"