" We’ll come to the right decision, you and I. Later. For now . . . let’s go to bed.” Her eyes flew open. She gave him a dumbfounded look. “Here? Now?” “My arms ache to hold you,” he said. “No’ just for a little while. For a long time.” “Oh, I don’t think . . .” Floundering, Merritt lowered her forehead to his shoulder. “It wouldn’t solve any problems.” He made a sound of amusement in his throat. “It would solve at least one of mine. "
― Lisa Kleypas , Devil in Disguise (The Ravenels, #7)