"Why do you think I'm saying it?" Lily asked in return, drawing in a sharp breath when he tugged her closer. She'd spent time with dancers before, was used to strong men, but Delta was bigger, stronger, and when pressed against him, she felt much smaller than she usually did. Her hand trailed down his chest, fingers curling over the edge of his hip as she ducked her head, pressing a kiss to his shoulder.

"Although I guess we'll both have to get up at some point," she teased gently, her lips moving over his skin. "Staying here for weeks is sort of optimistic."