Elise licked her lips, to wet it as she felt her throat and lips were dried up after Ian's question. She knew she had been the one to ask but then she felt as if she had dug to her own grave, wanting to pull the ground to hide herself.
"If it is both, what will happen if I choose both?" Elise asked without backing down. She didn't have much chance as a maid and she was willing to bet on the chance no matter how thin or silver it was.
"Greedy," Ian whispered beside her ears and his fingers stayed on her neck, gliding down on her collar bone where one of his knees went forward to press between her legs on the skirt, "But I don't hate it."
