The honeymoon phase that Leonor and Desmond were never able to experience seemed to hit them all at once as they entered this new phase of their union.
If they thought that they couldn't get enough of one another before, they realized they hadn't quite known the full extent of such possessive possibilities before.
Even at dinner the very evening after participating in such a thing with one another, Leonor constantly felt a foot against hers under the table or Desmond's gaze burning into her as she did something as benign as eating.
She hoped that the hosts didn't notice, but the two of them seemed to be occupied in their own love story considering they were both far more calm than the last time Leonor and Desmond saw them the previous evening and even that morning.
