[ He had thought to offer to take her coat since flour might have ended up on the cuff. But he'd realized that it would make too easy an excuse to break his promise to behave, so he'd let it be.

He's stepping into her space - just enough for him to scent clean soap and the faint whiff of sweat on her skin, but far enough that he's not crowding her.

His wolf has some ideas how they might pass the time. But he figuratively pushes his other half aside. ] Not at all.

Would you like to see my garden? It takes a while for the water to boil, and after a quick tour I should be able to brew our tea.