He knew she understood, then, because she gasped that way and then froze - but only for a second before she was shimmying against him and whatever resolve he'd had about this only being a talk disappeared. What it would be, he had no idea, but she moved against him and any of his better judgment went out the bloody window - along with any scruples about protecting her innocence, or her virtue, because as soon as he pulled his mouth away from hers, he was pulling her shirt up, off.