Neil answered her with his mouth, parting her lips with his, he pulled off her hospital cap and shoved his fingers into the luxuriant mass of hair, and she crushed herself against him, answering his passion with the same wild, exquisitely provocative ardor that had haunted his dreams in Verdantia and awakened him in a sweat in prison. He dragged his mouth from hers, "Let's go back to the bed, the sofa is too small," he said in a thickened voice he hardly recognized as his own.
She nodded eagerly, knowing exactly what he wanted them to do on the bed, and she led him straight where he wanted, but when they reached the bed, she looked guilty and embarrassingly towards the door, but as if knowing what she meant, he smiled, "Nobody will walk in without my permission."
