She chuckled. "Isabela's going to know immediately. Every time she mentions something about boats, I'm going to be smiling and she'll just know what happened." She rubbed her forehead, not entirely certain she was still astounded it progressed so far or not. "She'll never be able to guess the truth, though," she added with a smirk. No one would believe it.

It was too easy to remain comfortable in his arms, especially once he'd pulled her closer. She shook her head."Not yet. I'm just fine." She would need her pants eventually, she supposed, but she liked the feel of his skin too much. Hawke ducked her head into the curve of his neck and shoulder. "I was right about you being able to warm me up."