“You say such sweet things … ” she murmured slowly, smiling. “No one else says such things to me.” She tried to summon up the energy to roll over, to roll him over, and didn’t quite make it, leaving them more tangled together than ever. “I suppose we should get up eventually.”
“I’d hope nobody else said some of the things to you that I did — or at least the things that pass in my mind, which are not for polite conversation.” He grinned against her skin, shaking with laughter as they lay together in a tangled up heap, regarding her with an arched eyebrow. “Do we really have to? I’m quite content to stay here, actually.”
The smile deepened a little. “Mmmm, we do have to. To eat, if nothing else. You want to keep your energy up, don’t you?” Blinking slowly and sweetly at him, she added, “I want to hear all the things that pass in your mind, which are not for polite conversation.”