[ Her palm tingles, and she resists the urge to run her fingers against his lips. It is a very near thing, however.]

Hmm. Well, you enjoy bed a little longer, all right?

[ Not quite an order, even as she slowly, reluctantly, frees herself from the sheets and releases his hand. She doesn't stagger when she stands, managing a rather elegant rise, all dark shadows in her under suit and half-bound hair. Fortunately, she can snag one of his clean shirts on her way over to the bathroom. She pauses in the door to smile at him. ]

I won't be long. Though if you're not willing to wait... [a shrug, feigning casualness, before she ducks in. A shower shouldn't take long at alL.]