"Noted," he replies, not about to argue the point.

He grins at her when she comes back to the blushing, his smile mischievous and amused.

"Your voice," he explains. "It flutters, like you're nervous and laughing at the same time. You also usually duck your head or cover your mouth so that I can't see you and it muffles what you're saying."

Reaching up he cups her cheek with his palm and adds, "And when we're touching I can feel it. In your hands, on your cheeks, the flush warms your skin."