She looked even more interested. If something was wrong, then of course it made her want to do it more. This lot, pathetic. Always telling her that ring meant nothing but when it suited their purposes, it was sacred. Her voice was a hypnotic whisper almost as she said, "You're going to kiss me, Irish. Not because I tell you to, but because you want to. And you'll enjoy it. Not because I make you, but because it's enjoyable."