[There's a slight quirk of his brow, but his grin remains.

With a low hum, he shift his hands so that he's holding the reins with one while the other moves over hers.]

...Your warmth...whenever I'm near you it feels like the sun's rays melting away the frozen walls I've built, and I find myself yearning for it.

[His voice is quiet as his fingers thread through hers. Rather than flirting...isn't he just telling her his honest feelings? Yet doesn't stop there, his head once more lowering so that he's near her ear. Only unlike before, his voice carries a heat of want, his arms closing in around her.]

You're sweet. No matter where or how many times, I can never forget the taste of your lips and skin...and it leaves me wanting more.

[As if to make his point, his lips brush against her skin, teasing her a bit.

Does she regret]