Lover or Jerk

"Before we go, how about more than a kiss?"

He slowly inched his fingers from my bare shoulder towards my equally bare wrist.

Any other time I would have laughed him off and I would have told him to behave, but at that moment it was his touch that I craved.

I glided my hand down his chest 'till I reached the edge of his shirt and he inched his hand up to the base of my skirt.

Hesitantly I said, "This isn't something i normally do-"

With a sparkle in his eye he whispered, "I love you."