Finn dropped his hand down to the buttons of his shirt. Slowly unbuttoning them, in case she wanted to stop him. It would only take a word. But he wasn't shy. And he was sure they wouldn't be interrupted.
His hands came up to capture her face. "You are too. Every inch." He whispered, almost a promise. Because she was perfect to him. His lips closed the distance again. Parting allow his tongue out to lightly trace over her lower.