Jamie stopped what he was doing, fingers stilling against her as he lifted his mouth from the dip of her hip, licking his lips as he looked up at her through narrowed eyes. She was beautiful, but he already knew that. She also wasn't pushing him away, which was somehow surprising and unsurprising at the same time. Pulling himself further down the bed so that he was situated comfortably between her legs, he sat up, slightly, his thumbs hooking under the elastic of her underwear.

"You're gonna be the death of me, you know that?"

Hell, she already has.