Frank leans into her embrace automatically, one of his hands finding a corner of her jacket to hang onto. It's almost too warm out here pressed together like this, until the wind kicks up, turning his nose and the tips of his ears bright red on contact. He laughs warmly at her suggestion, shoving any family vacations he might have suffered out of his memory for merely enjoying this one. Rocky howls at some leaves and Frank laughs again, trying to picture Jessica being their official vacation photographer. As long as she doesn't give it over to him at any point; then she'll have a full reel of dogs and wildlife unsurprisingly.

"You know we'll have to take at least one for Kam so she won't accuse us of being miserable old people." Even if that's exactly what they are. When even his adjusted eyes have trouble with the darkness of the woods and Rocky stops to sniff the air again, he turns to ask her if they should head back. Except he interrupts himself when he sees her eyes from this close, catching moonlight and reflecting it back at him. His breath catches in his throat right before he leans in to seal his lips over hers in a firm kiss, without a trace of any of his usual tentativeness.