[ Her nails rake over his scalp, gently, scratching and mussing his hair. ]

Mmh...

[ A shiver runs through her body, his breath tingling on her skin. The words tumble out, coming easier than they should, though she hardly notices. ]

I wanted to invite you over. After the werewolf ball didn't work out the way we'd planned. I wanted to invite you to my bed.

[ Her head falls back, eyes half-lidded, voice breathy and low. The truth spills out, and she doesn't know why she says it. It's embarrassing, heat burning in her cheeks, the flush traveling down the front of her chest beneath her collarbone. ]

I've never wanted another man like I do you.

I- I don't know why I'm telling you this.