Scarlett wanted to get out of his bed, thinking he was finished. "Don't move." He said calmly and kissed her again. Kissing her until she felt dizzy with longing. "I want you here." He completed. He told her why he wanted her in his bed, naked beneath the faded quilt, and Scarlett's eyes closed for a moment at that delicious image.
"You are really good with words, Simon Martin." Scarlett said as Simon got out of bed. She wanted him.
He grinned. "I will be right back." He turned off the light as he lit the candles. Scarlett was filled with questions as she watched him. He had all of this in his house? But since when? She'd never thought of him as a romantic. Simon noticed her gaze on him and turned to face her. "You're doing that eyes thing again."
"What eyes?"
"The one with you looking shocked."
"I am shocked. How...when...where...there are so many questions on my mind."
