Despite Gray's best efforts at pushing her hands away, Savannah moved back towards him, nuzzling against him and burying her face in his neck. He was so warm and he smelled so good and she wanted to be close to him but he seemed to be trying to stop her and for what? She wanted him and what was wrong with that?
Giving his neck a kiss, she pulled back, trying to find his face in the darkness. "What does it look like?" She asked, unable to hold back a small giggle. It seemed like the most obvious thing in the world what she wanted, so why wasn't he getting it? "Want you, right now. Gray, please. I miss you, baby."