Niks followed easily enough, a smile on her lips. She squeezed Evan's fingers, surprised that he would be so willing. She was more surprised that she would have to explain what they might need to discuss. The surprise shifted to a little smile; she supposed she'd was going to have to start this.
"The talk of who, what, when and where." She laughed softly, realizing that she couldn't just come right out and say it. Her leg softly rested against his, her hand on his.
"My darling wolf, we need to talk about us. You fear ripping me to shreds in the throes of ecstacy, and I fear ripping your heart out in my now fae fickle nature." She smiled slightly. "Perhaps that isn't all, but we have a strong connection. I don't wish to put it off, for denying ourselves will only make the longing worse. I'm rather tired of longing and not acting on it, aren't you?
"Yes," her free hand lifted as if to stay any argument or comment. "I know I was the one who put it all on hold, but I was wrong. Or more the reasons I put acting on our attractions on hold no longer matter. They may never matter again."