Gavin's hands slipped under her skirts, cupping her calves and moving just up to her knees as he kissed her back. His hands played on her skin and stockings, careful to not move past what was mildly proper. If he wanted to be completely proper, he wouldn't even be this close.<br/><br/>"Let's not talk of my sister or politics," he said. "I just want to think about you. Let Lord Martinez take care of Diane. At this moment, you are all that matters." He knew he didn't have to worry about his sister. Soon, she would be Lord Martinez's bride and he would have done his duty as her brother and protector.