Clio answered his kiss with a passion, moulding herself against him. She stole into his senses, the scent of her hair and the apple-sweet taste that lingered on her tongue, the soft brush of her lips and the eager press of her body. Will made a token show of drawing out the teasing, nibbling playfully on her lower lip, but he couldn't hold out for long. His free hand swept up to cradle the back of her head and he deepened the kiss, holding nothing back.