"Aye," she said, then turned her face up to meet his gaze, "A few days wouldn't make it any worse, would it?" Or would it? But she wouldn't say that. She looked at his lips and then her eyes went sidelong as if she didn't remember the brand of his mouth on hers. Her cheeks pinkened a bit more and she forced her gaze off of his face altogether before she could give in to the impulse to prove she rather didn't care that things weren't proper quite yet... But then, she was no maiden either. Damn it, her eyes darted to his lips again.