The grin on his lips seemed to indicate otherwise. Maybe he was more excited for what was coming than she was. Taking hold of her hand, he laced his fingers through hers. Still unsure who the signal from the mirror was from, she got the impression that it was time to leave. Before they made it out the front door, Antonin stopped three more times to kiss her. While she appreciated the affectionate gestures, they also made her nervous. Was he afraid that they would have no more opportunities for kisses after that night? She didn't want to believe that was even possible.