She didn't have to. He'd take that glint of amusement in her eye as plenty of response and couldn't help but grin at the way she batted his finger away. Still, he got an excuse to keep his arm wrapped around her waist and enjoy the shape and heat of her.

At least his imagination was getting a workout.

"Don't know how restful it's gonna be with you running around in 'em." He curled around her a little, trying to will hormones that were getting stirred up to settle down. "'Course, we could always make body heat in other ways. Passes the time too."

Dante didn't think he'd get anywhere, but he had to try.