WhiskeyintheJar Romance

"I'm going to..." She cleared her throat.  "I shall rub you down, thoroughly concentrating on each area.  Hopefully, it will slow the progress of the metal more effectively than simply putting my hand upon your chest."

A slow, wide grin pulled at his lips.  "Let me see if I have this correctly, he said, struggling not to crow, "you are going to rub your hands all over my body..."----she narrowed her eyes in distaste, which only made his grin reach epic proportions---"slowly and thoroughly---"

"Really, Mr. Thorne."

"While my part in it is to lie here and take it?" His cheeks ached from smiling.  "Is that the plan?"

"If you are going to act like a juvenile, then I shall be forced to leave."  Scowling, she moved to stand, but he had his hand clamped around her forearm before her bum could lift from her seat.

He tried his best to be serious. "It's a good plan, Evernight."

These two have a lightness to talking and interacting with each other that just makes me smile.