"I wouldn't be complaining, really," Mona whispered, closing her eyes with the light touch of his fingers on her cheek.
She grinned, hand stilled as his lips kissed her own fingertips and Mona toyed with his bottom lip again before leaning in and giving him a sweet, brief kiss.
Mona felt badly for asking, especially after he sighed but he pulled her close and didn't skirt the issue.
"You know what I mean," she murmured, amused at him. Mona then nodded; kissed his shoulder.