Miles was grinning smugly. "All women like a bad boy - I secretly think they just like getting into trouble." He was about to say that he'd keep her safe, but he held back the words. He knew that he couldn't guarantee that. Having got her involved this much with the Lestranges - that would be a promise he couldn't honestly keep.
He could sense she was still thinking about Aurelie, and his body was starting to tell him of many ways he could help her forget. Snorting softly at her words, he whispered against her neck. "Hmmmmm, how about a bit of everything?" His hands trailed up her arms, holding her firmly as he pressed her against the couch. His breathing was harder, and he let his lips press insistently against her.