[As she presses the assault, he falls backwards pulling her slender frame atop him. At this rate, he's warming up considerably between the fire and his hostess. And while this certainly wasn't the intent of his visit, he's not about to stop himself from indulging in this sensation.]
[He meets each kiss with a fevered one of his own. Maybe this was a mistake in some manner, but people have gambled with far more, haven't they? There's nothing wrong with allowing themselves this momentary respite, this moment in time of overwhelming feelings and needed comfort.]
[Finally, when he has a moment to respond as he combs a free hand through her hair.]
I don't do regrets, Cecelia...[The first time he's addressed her so familiarly. Why not at this point?]
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[He meets each kiss with a fevered one of his own. Maybe this was a mistake in some manner, but people have gambled with far more, haven't they? There's nothing wrong with allowing themselves this momentary respite, this moment in time of overwhelming feelings and needed comfort.]
[Finally, when he has a moment to respond as he combs a free hand through her hair.]
I don't do regrets, Cecelia...[The first time he's addressed her so familiarly. Why not at this point?]
And so far I haven't felt anything of the sort...