"Nope. I think I’m good to go. I’ll probably be back here in an hour anyway, so there’s no need to pack anything," She smiles sweetly at him, the mock innocence completely unbelievable. Was she being petulant because the man’s common sense kept prevailing over her own? Absolutely. He guides her out from between his legs with gentle pressure on her hips. She’s dwarfed again, as he stands to his full height. Gripping her chin between his thumb and pointer finger, he tilts her face up to his. She stretches on her toes, eager to reach him, but he’s just barely out of reach.