SMALL TALK-E

Astrid smiled, widening her lips, jumping on Damien to hug him. Damien who crouched fell unceremoniously on his butt accepting Astrid's hug, nonetheless. This girl deserved the whole world at her feet. 

She circled his neck, and he wrapped his hands around her toned waist, his eyes quizzing Enlil and pop if he was doing the right thing. To which both men jutted their thumb out in his direction. He shook his head, chuckling away. Damn, she fits so well in my arms.

`Thank you, I needed that', she spoke softly.

`Astrid, you need to brace yourself, if things go south, don't expect it to go your way', he spoke in all seriousness, her sweet lavender smell wafting into his nostrils, calming him. Pop left them to tend to his garden. She seems to be in good hands. 

`What do you mean?', she sat on her haunches, facing him.