““Could you please unfasten my dress before you leave?" A lopsided grin appeared at the corner of his mouth. "You know, of coure, where this may lead?" "You'd still have to wade through at least three layers of clothes before you found skin." She chuckled. "Ah,but the buttons being the most difficult obstacle, the rest would be a simple matter of-" "Just the buttons, please." "You're no fun." "Later," she promised, her voice low and suggestive, "when I'm fresh from a scented bath, all warm and soft and-" "Enough," he growled. "Turn around before I rip that thing off you." Willow giggled as she turned away from him.””
