She could more than feel it, she could smell the rise in his blood, she could nearly taste it. The temptation to let her tongue wander over his skin was strong.

"Come."

Skarlet managed to hold her composure to lead him to the bed that had served as his place of recovery so recently. Her eyes glittered up at him as her fingers deftly worked the buckle of his gun belt. She eased down to her knees to let her fingers crawl up his thigh to unfasten the strap there as well. Never breaking eye contact with him and letting her hands wander as she saw to disarming him.