Voss reached for her boots again. Felicity slipped her foot under his knee before he could decide they both needed lacing up. "You had something to tell me," she said. "I promise I'm still going to let you get your hands on me afterward."
"I liked what happened last night," he said. "I carried that blanket upstairs, and all the way up I kept trying to think of a good reason to stay. You asked me in before I could make one up. Do you know how good it felt to hear you say that?"
She could picture him on the landing with the blanket, trying to look like he had other business to do if she sent him away. "You want me to ask you to carry me down the hill even when there's nothing wrong with my legs?"
