And she looks as if she's about to accept it. Even lifts her chin to meet him for that kiss... except right when their lips are about to meet, she's leaning back. Her hands on him tighten for balance, more of her weight in her hold versus on her feet, forcing him to chase after her lips if he wants that kiss.

The way her brows lift in challenge, maybe he might.

"You didn't need them in my room, either."