Gavin's breath came in a shudder as she pressed against him. He wanted to pull her to him and just run off. However, he had to control himself. With his hand at the juncture of her legs, he gently pushed up, just a small movement that would be covered by her body. A promise of his devotion to her, of his lust.<br/><br/>"I hope you at least continue to have breakfast with me," he said. "I would enjoy your company for as long as you are here." He smiled down at her, letting her fix his hair. "Once these talks are over, I will make you my wife. I don't care about your status, you will be a princess - a queen," he whispered softly.