"Oh my, what a dangerous question, Mister Whitton." Genevieve slowed Leila to a stop, taking a moment to consider. She tilted her head as she looked back to Julius and waited for Zephira to stop before she pulled Leila up beside her and turned in her saddle.
She could be brave, right? Gen took a moment to take a careful breath and then reached her hand to the front of his vest, tugging him gently toward her as she leaned up to press her lips to his.