The second kiss was one he leaned into. Running his free hand through her hair. It was amazing and calming, being able to kiss Grace like this. Of course, Grace calmed him even without kissing. There was a sense about her, an aura of being Grace that seemed to reach into the deepest parts of him and calm the frustration and insanity that lived deep within him.

He knew that she wouldn't tell Liam if she said she wouldn't, although honestly, the comment was more of a joke than anything else. Liam would, in fact, be insufferable, but only for a few minutes before he understood that there were bigger things to deal with. Still, it meant quite a bit that Grace was willing to keep his tiny secrets. "Hence the current brick situation. Still, I did make a promise." One he intended to keep. After all, he didn't want to break any promises, especially not ones to Grace.