"Better that you said something, all things considered. I might have said something uncouth and gotten us thrown out on the streets." She grinned. "Nothing says discreet like passing missives."

She kept her laughter muted against his lips as he started guiding her backwards, her steps carefully measured when she wasn't so distracted by the tug of her own lips. Her smile curved against his mouth. "Rising to the occasion. I like that." The next few steps were a tug on her part, her hands falling to his hips.