Verity's laugh was much like a giggle. "Ooh Signor Montague I could never give my lover up," she teased with a wink. In truth, if she ever were going to cheat on him- which she wouldn't dream of- it would be with Micheal Benitti. She held perhaps the smallest of crushes on him.
She licked her lips and squirmed slightly as the material of the already short robes raised up her thighs under his attention. She was smiling indulgently by the time he touched her skin, wondering what he was up to.
"In your study?" she asked him, brow raised, her arms going around his neck. It was the middle of the day- anyone could come find them, really.