Kael blinked, caught off guard by Laura's sudden boldness. His wife was always straightforward, but this was unexpected—even for her.
She straddled him with a determined look, her dark eyes locked onto his. Kael, despite himself, couldn't help but chuckle at her confidence.
"You do realize we're guests in someone's house, right?" he reminded her, resting his hands lightly on her hips. "This is highly inappropriate."
Laura's expression faltered for a moment before realization dawned on her. She glanced around the dimly lit guest room, then exhaled, reluctantly conceding. "…Right. That would be extremely rude." She said, climbing off of him with a graceful ease. "We'll do it at the inn tomorrow, then."
Kael sighed. "Or, hear me out—we could wait until we return home?"
Laura immediately shook her head. "No."
He raised an eyebrow. "No?"
