Erandur and Maryanne
"No no... I dig forward. I...-" Her eyes were still closed after he retreated from the kiss. She wasn't sure what to say, did she want to mention Clint and completely ruin her chances? No... She decided she wouldn't.
Maryanne opened her eyes and looked up at him. A slight smile touched her lips. "Then... Meet me outside the club. I have to go tell my daughter what's going on, and... I hate to ask, but I will because I won't be able to spend the night: How long do you think we'll take?" Her stamina was crazy, she could go days. But he was an older gentleman. Only he would know how long he could go.