Misha honestly wasn't sure if he could be around Bella without marking her with his scent. He longed for it so strongly, that the idea of her smelling like anyone else physically hurt him. His brother, Malia even... Bella should smell like him and he would never be content with anything else.
But would he try to hold back if it meant that he could be with her? Absolutely. Like he had said, he would do anything.
"I promise," he said, not really moving from where he was. He stilled the small movements of his hips, with which he has subtly been rubbing more of his scent onto her.
"Should we go somewhere? Your room?" he asked, although he assumed the living room might be more Bella's speed.