He was more than happy to wait on resuming their kiss for a few moments, allowing him to take in the sight of her without a shirt... and with a brilliant undergarment. Drawing a breath to ask whom he should thank for inventing such a thing, he was cut off when she asked about his tattoo; and the breath left his lungs as she traced the design with her fingertips.
"Yes," he answered, and then paused. "Do you mind it?"