Lottie's eyes crossed as she tried to see the single perfect finger pressed against her lips. It was either try to look at it, or she'd be kissing it. Because Eros was touching her. As it was, despite her best efforts, her lips did purse just a little bit anyway. He was touching her. He was touching her lips.
Which brought far, far too many things to mind regarding her lips, her mouth, and various parts of her body. She really needed to focus here. He was offering to take her flying. Flying! That would be amazing. Not as amazing as her mouth on his skin, but pretty darned close. At least, that's what she was going to keep telling herself. At least until he stopped touching her mouth.
He was touching her mouth.
Friendship did her best not to hyperventilate as she nodded to let him know that she definitely agreed with that plan. Yes, she would love to go flying. Yes, her schedule definitely permitted. Yes, she'd like to have him like other things very much too. Yes, yes, yes.
But she nodded carefully, and she didn't speak, because doing either would result in him no longer touching her.