Her leg moved a little when she felt Henry's hand there, and she had to remind herself that this Henry was younger and most definitely not married to her. Still, Henry was Henry, right? She couldn't help the little moan that came out of her mouth followed by the laugh.
"Well then, Mr. Tudor, if I'm making it so hard, maybe we really should order in." Her hands were working on his belt buckle now as she bit her lower lip, pressing herself against his body as much as was humanly possible.
"And I seem to recall that playing 'teacher' was one of your most favorite games, actually," Gabriella teased, wondering what would win out - his hunger for food, or his hunger for something else...