"Your forthrightness has always astounded me." He shivers, and sucks in an uneven breath at the dramatic shift in his emotions, the ricochet from arousal to quiet affection to scorching desire, making him more reactionary than normal. He flicks open the top button of her primly collared shirt. "You could never be a pawn. Don’t you understand? You’re the  queen." He angles her head, forcing eye contact again, "I will  never  tell you what to do." He pauses, pitching his voice deeper and speaking slower, "unless you ask me to." 