Alistaire watches with rapt interest, but keeping the same lazy expression on his features. He casually undoes the button and zipper of his pants, reaching out to stroke and caress Alisa whenever she brings some new curve within reach.

Eventually, he takes her by the wrist and draws her in to put his mouth upon hers. "If I were a romantic, I'd say I'm honored. As it is, I'll honestly say I'm thrilled."