She bit down on a smile and took his hand. “We might only have this one last night together,” she whispered. “Don’t you want to take advantage of it?”
“But you…are you sure?” he stammered out and licked at his lips, fingers curling around hers as he found himself nodding eagerly. “I don’t want to be…I want this but…not just because it might be our last night.”
She flinched back at his words. “Perhaps I was mistaken about your feelings. I am sorry, my lord,” she said stiffly. “I thought I had made my desires clear.”