Katherine pouts playfully at first, but Stefan's wandering hand has her drawing in a sharp breath, the mirth gone from her face. Her hands come up to grasp his shoulders as she presses a little closer to him still, gently trapping his hand between their bodies.
"Is that a promise?" she breathes huskily, close to his ear.
we'll still have the summer after all;
"Is that a promise?" she breathes huskily, close to his ear.