Naomi hadn't expected him to say such a thing. Of course, it was natural for them to… consummate, but not in the… Oh, heavens help her. She glanced everywhere but at his face, her cheeks deepening to a darker shade of pink.
"Don't be silly! What are you even saying?" she murmured, attempting to brush off his words. She sounded unconvincing, even to herself, as her heartbeat quickened in her chest.
But Zylan's expression remained serious. "What I'm saying is, do you want us to have s—"
Before he could finish, Naomi unbuckled her seatbelt in a flash, leaning over to cover his mouth. Zylan stilled, clearly caught off guard, as her small hand pressed firmly against his lips.
"I know what you mean! D-don't say the word," she stammered, her blush deepening from her neck to her cheeks, a warmth spreading across her skin that felt all too telling.
