How easily his hands moved against her soft skin, and she sighed, truly things of this nature were a pleasure. "As you wish, Gavin..." It was like an ice bucket to talk of such things, when passionate blood was boiling. As his fingers moved up, she thought again of what her own sister would say.<br/><br/>"But we can not do this. It would bring dishonor to both of us." She had her secret passions, but they were done in such a way that she was beyond reproach. In fact, this was the first time that she could recall a man being this close to being in her bed. "I have my good name to protect as well as my position as delegate..." she actually sounded regretful, and in a way she was. After all, it was rare to find any time for herself. But even as she said the words, her finger nails were skimming around the edge of his throat, dancing along the skin revealed by his collar, teasing him lightly with what else those nails could do.