"I can." She nodded firmly, as if to tell him there was nothing else she had skill in. Merope rubbed her cheek against his hand, closing her eyes to the sensation even before their lips met. The second time his lips were brought to hers, she nearly moaned into mouth as she clearly enjoyed the sensation it brought to her. In the midst of their kissing, she jerked him closer to her, even close to being slightly possessive of him.
If Merope's life had to end today, it would have been a great day for her. So strange that a silly little woman could have all these insecurities and a simple touch or caress brought out the best in her.