He was terribly encouraging and though she might have wanted to continue, a deal was a deal. She smiled against his lips just before he pulled away, and she settled back carefully enough so she could look at his expression now. She took the apple with an almost smug look, mischief glittering in her eyes. "Thank you," she sing songed as he did before, taking a bite.

Her thumb pressed to the side of her lips to ensure nothing spilled, and she swallowed before she spoke again. "Has anyone told you that you're very comfortable to sit on? If you ever retire from being a Templar, you could get a fine paying position as a chair."