"Tell me your secrets then, Oh Tiny One." He rests his hand on her hip, tentatively, just a very light brushing of his fingers. God, she's gorgeous in the morning.

"The hair is strictly off limits. Whatever you do to mine, I'll do to yours." No way this plan could backfire. Also, gradually being hit with an overwhelming urge to kiss her. Nope. Not going to pay attention to that. Yet.