Zemok blew out all but one of the candles, throwing the room into flickering shade, and returned to the bed.  He drew the quilt down from the sheet, and sat on it behind her.  "I thank you for your company then.  Since you're no longer in a hurry, shall I finish what I started earlier?"  Without particularly waiting for an answer, he takes up massaging her back where he left off earlier.  This time, he brushes her towel casually out of the way as he moves lower down her body.  He leans in and his lips nearly brush her ear.  "Come, lay down and relax."