"Of course it does." She laughed a bit in response, before her expression turned coy and she looked up at him again from under lowered lashes.

"We shouldn't spend too long in these wet clothes, after all, should we? We might catch our death of cold." She came up beside him and slid her arm to link with his, crooking her head in the direction he was headed. "Let's go to my place, instead - my fireplace is just as good as yours."