Re: Why worry?
Nathaniel's hand moved to his chest and fanned out over his shirt when Eva accused him of not being clever. "You aren't well, where's your nurse?" Nate pretended to visually search the bedroom before he gave up and did exactly what she'd asked. He happily accepted her kisses, wondered why not just on the mouth, then his arm snaked around Eva's back to support her. "Or you pick one of the replacements I've approved," Nate offered as a counterpoint. Though, he would have admitted secretly that her reasoning made perfect sense.
Nate smirked when Eva mentioned the word 'worthy'. "Indeed," he added and his hand snatched her arm. He pulled her limb close and began to kiss the length of her arm, starting from the back of her hand. "Very few are worthy of you," he explained between kisses and he knew from a lesser devotee, his statement might have felt like a line. Nathaniel meant every word and his beloved was quite aware.
She changed the subject, which caused the shadowman to release her arm and smile wickedly. "Quite the opposite," Nate admitted about the jitters. "I'm full of excitement for when I can openly show even a fraction of my affection for you," he said, his eyes bright with purpose. As for being plotting villains, Caltrops once again grabbed Eva's arm and merged their fingers together. "Is that not my part to play?" he asked with a smirk. "The creature of darkness that steals Asgard's queen away?" More arm kisses...