And he knew perfectly well that she would sooner or later jump into the trap, only with a few more whispers and touches, a little more seduction and push. Thus he carried on fl attering a little longer.
“If you help me this time, I will be a better man.” He kissed her in gradual tenderness, from lap to lap and knee to knee. His tone changed as he tried to assure her. “I will return home. Every week.”