He had enough of his wits still about him to hear her command to stop. He inched away just enough to give room to pause, half an inch of breathing space to consider, while he wished she wouldn't. Her full, fragrent lips against his. Oh what a lovely business arrangement this would be. "Sorry," he whispered. Her request to stop might be an indication that for all the oddity of this arrangement, she wanted things done in all properly. First become Mister and Missus Nathan Appleton, then kiss, then.. other things. Was he the provider of her first kiss as a woman? If so, it did his ego good to know that he would not be bested. He clasped the hands that rested against his shirtfront "I got carried away."