Arabella blinked at his words, almost doubting her ears and what she had heard. When her eyes met Cassius's red eyes, she felt herself drawn to it, feeling that this moment wasn't only full of heat but also warmth, warmth enough to melt her heart.
She giggled at his words, smiling slightly, "A peck, not a kiss?"
"I won't mind for more," Cassius softly turned to her stomach and slept on it like a cat. Her fingers tangled between his black locks, swirling it playfully between the gasps of her fingers. "But asking for those when I had done something I so willingly do is simply shameful."
"But a peck isn't?" She asked, feeling that his broad back on her fingers to be so powerful, making her feel secure.
"You can refuse it," he answered her, "It's not as though I'm so certain that you will give me a peck."
