He was probably entirely right about them not making it to the bedroom. Hadn't she just been eying the couch with that very thing in mind? And a bed did sound wonderful, with room to really move and press herself against him...

She shivered slightly from the base of her spine on up, and slid her hands back down his chest, though she didn't pull them away. "Then you'd better lead the way, handsome," she informed him in a low, sultry voice. "It's not polite to keep a lady waiting."