the night is lovely as a rose

Vai’s laughter is lost in the whisper of the ocean, but she still leans into Zeph, draped against his body with the touch of his hands leaving heat chasing across her skin. ”It’s too hot for dinner,” she murmurs against the shell of his ear, head tilting so he can kiss wherever he likes. Even as they speak she rocks her hips forward; listen, after the start of a season like the one they’ve had, she’s entitled to be as distracted as she likes with her man. ”What’s for dessert, anyway? It it something with ice?” she asks with a chuckle, one hand sneaking down (brushing annoyingly against his hips and the front of his pants) to reach about for the bottle of wine. ”Or is it this?” She grins. A fan of surprises, she hopes it’s some ridiculous combination of everything. vervain I am always on your side