The kiss to her neck made her shiver and she smiled again, scrunching her nose. She was glad for the darkness so he couldn't see the girly grin on her face. "I should," she agreed, her voice quiet but not sleepy. "I should at least let you get back to sleep," and yet she moved her body closer to him, enticed by the hand on her skin.
"Whatever you'd like, Izzy," she told him, whispering slightly. She had nearly forgotten that they were supposed to have The Talk tonight, she'd been so worried about Michael. Now that she remembered though she suddenly felt nervous.
"Maybe it's better. You're half asleep." In no way was Lavender upset about his state of alertness, she was there in the middle of the night after all.