He laughed, sliding his arms around her middle. He leant into her ear.
“I know love.” He whispered softly, creating a small trail of butterfly kisses along her neck. “You’ll get your present later..”
Victoire placed her arms around Theo’s neck, nuzzling her face into the crook of his neck. “You’re all the presents that I want, Theo Lupin,” the blonde Weasley whispered quietly, placing a soft kiss on his jugular.
He smiled, chuckling breathlessly at her words. He tightened his grip around her, and swayed her gently on the spot for a while.
She would never know how much a comment like that could mean to him, and how much he felt exactly the same way.