His teasing touch makes her skin shiver, makes the tiniest curl of want start to rise in her gut.

She works on his arms, gentle. "No one would look their best after being lost in the desert," she says. "I was too worried about your well being to focus much on your appearance at first."

She's flustered a bit, as she recalls how she felt. "I wanted you, when you were removing your clothes. Though I would never have asked then, it would have been wrong, to take advantage of you in that state."