Elia delighted in the change in tone – and in his abandoning his original intentions. This was so much more pleasant than being scolded for the Coven's shenanigans... and she had to think that it was much more pleasurable for him, as well. Kennet might not have been too keen on admitting that he enjoyed their rendevous as much as she did, but it was difficult to imagine that lurking around the grounds alone could hold a candle to them.
"Then we can call it a delightful twist of fate," she breathed, tilting her head back to enjoy the warmth of his mouth teasing against her skin. "For the love of all the gods, Kennet – please..."