"It's early yet," she said quietly, sliding her hands up and down Elaine's back, fingers gently seeking out the tense little knots held in the muscles. "We have time."
A good-morning kiss, then, slow and lazy, tongues gently winding together in a dance that left Lexi breathless. "We could talk about it," she offered, although she suddenly was very interested again in the intriguing curves of Elaine's body. "Or..." she trailed off, a slow, wicked grin buried into Elaine's neck. "I bet we can find other things to do with yourself for a while," she parroted innocently, gently biting against the curve of her skin.