Of course she did. She knew what she wanted, and she was prepared to fight to get it. She did yelp a little in surprise when he rolled them over, gently trapping her beneath him. She wiggled and squirmed a little, pressing up against him in interesting ways. Just because he’d turned the tables, didn’t mean she didn’t still have the upper hand!
She forgot whatever schemes were rolling around her mind when he pressed his lips to hers. She could taste him, and scent him. He had the scent of herbs mingled with his natural scent from all the time he spent around them. When they parted, he gave her the other half of her bargain. A promise. The look she gave him was filled with so much satisfaction, and a fierce sort of love. Got him. “You know, it's customary to talk to my mother first… but I accept.” She winked, though she was interrupted by his second kiss. She groaned gently into his lips as they pressed against her. He was treading dangerous ground if he wanted to make it to a den…
