Dissolving into giggles, Allison shook her head at him...and at herself for being worried what Porthos would think. She wasn't totally sure there was anyone halfway decent that he was capable of hating, he was such a good natured man...

Leaning up, she kissed his cheek brightly. "You're right, mon grand. What was I thinking? I keep forgetting that all that size and strength is just a cover for your warm, squishy marshmallow center."