"You know..." He said, placing a series of light, sweet, almost chaste kisses along her chin and jawline. "There's nothing that says you can't stay the night... I could make us breakfast in the morning if either of us are capable of getting out of bed..."
This sweetness... being romantic... it was all still vaguely new to him. Most of his life had been spent as a pirate, an outlaw, a womanizer. Yet while it was foreign to him in a lot of ways... he found himself liking it.