"Not a problem," he says, to the last of it, to all of it, as he pulls her closer and holds her against him for the moment. He'll kiss her, kiss her slow and passionate, the kind of kiss that'd hold desperation if they weren't at home, on top of one another. But they are, and all the kiss holds is promises.

"...but I do want to get off the floor, I think. Maybe make it to the couch."