If he frowned, Megan didn't notice. She was too wrapped up in her own emotions to really take it into account. Instead, she focused on the warm soft skin of his shoulders, running her hands along the skin there to calm her nerves. The press of his own hands had her taking in a sharp, stuttered breath, dipping her head down to press several kisses along the ridge of his shoulders, nails scratching over his skin when he gripped her backside. And then there was that voice again, it had Megan curling her hands and properly digging her nails into his skin. She didn't give in immediately though, choosing instead to litter his neck and shoulder with kisses before she moved. Shimmying the rest of the way out of her knickers, it was only once Megan had kicked them off to the side that she laid back on his bed. She tried to focus on the feel of the bed spread against her bare skin instead of her racing heart, but that was only until Salazar gave her something else to focus on. Megan's fingers curled in the blanket beneath her, issuing a breathy "Salazar" as she squeezed her eyes shut for a moment before looking down at him.