Those lips definitely wanted kissing. The problem was that it was difficult to stop at just one. Harry tried to gather up his willpower as he nodded her head again, swallowing against at the thoughts and emotions being so close to her seemed to bring out.
"Of course," he murmured softly, nodding his head at her request. He might have actually managed to keep up this whole self control thing had he not become very, very conscious of the way her fingers had laced with his.
Harry's grip on that hand tightened slightly and before her knew what he was doing, his other arm had snaked around her waist, pulling her flush against him as his lips pressed to hers again.