"Impudent wench," he teased quietly with a shake of his head.
Now he did move away, though, just a little. Kisses were all well and good, but they just opened up more questions -- questions it would take more than that evening to answer, questions they may or may not want the answers to.
"No, that I'm not." And that was one of those questions they weren't ready to answer, one of those differences that wasn't going to be resolved in a single night's discussion. Things had always been complicated. Now they were just a little more so. "Is that going to be a problem now? As far as letting us get some actual sleep?"