“Yes, why indeed?” she said, softly. “So, you’re saying that you won’t try to seduce me until I know your secret?”
He ran his fingers through her hair. “Do you want me to seduce you?”
“I meant have sex.”
He smiled. “Do you want me to make love to you, Lois?”
She turned away, her face red again, but she didn’t step out of his arms. “You’re avoiding the question.”
As had she.
“I won’t make love to you until you know, Lois,” he promised into her ear. “I respect you too much to do otherwise.”
“Respect or love?” she asked, turning back around. Her face was now a mere inch away from his. He could feel her breath against his lips.
“Both,” he replied, speaking the word into her mouth. He took her dare and closed the gap between them, sealing this promise with a kiss.
