"That's a good choice, love." Orla slipped the rest of her robe off of her shoulders. The smooth satiny fabric slid easily away from her skin, pooling on the couch behind her.
"Just kiss me," she said simply. She didn't want to make a plan, simply content to just let it go where it did.
Orla reached over to run her fingers through Millicent's hair again. "Kiss me. And take off your robes."