[ he chuckles a little. she knows him too well and, surprisingly, he likes that very much. ]
I would have worn you down back home. Eventually.
[ in a vampire quick movement, he bends at the waist, placing a kiss on the scar on her neck, his scar. his fingers slide up the column of her neck to rest beneath her chin and tilt her face so that he can lean in to kiss her. it's probably not a terribly decent kiss for public. he probably doesn't give any fucks. ]
But yes, that might have had something to do with it. I do like the way you look when you're mine.