"Oh, I don't know I would kind of love to see you two race off each other now. He's looking pretty fit these days, your doing I'm guessing. You're a good friend," Keira said, brushing her fingertips down his arm to take his hand before tugging him with her. Tilting her head, she indicated towards Lincoln's guest room where she'd left her coat and his present. "Well then, I'd better give you your present now. And I've just realised that I look like I'm trying to lure you to bed, which is not what I'm doing. I left your present with my jacket."