"Always," he said, paused, and amended it as he caressed a hand down her back. "Well, almost always. You're a very good excuse to spend a little time away." He hadn't once given thought to what might be happening back at the Gallows. That was saying a lot for her distraction techniques.

He lipped a little lower down her throat when she gave him the room for it, made a soft sound when she nipped him, slightly rueful. He rested his head against her, stubble brushing her neck. "I know. I honestly didn't expect we'd need the space. Next date will end somewhere with a decent sized bed. I promise."