As their lips parted, Isakar could still feel the softness of her lips on his.  As he slowly runs his tongue across his lips to savor her taste, the heat in the alehouse becomes become very uncomfortable.  As he pulls only slightly back from her,  “Would you care to walk with me?”  with a light smile on his face, “I find it suddenly hard to breathe in here.”   He holds his arm out for her reply.