Having both lips and hands occupied almost put him at ease; there was efficiency to it, and each step at the moment was an obvious one. One shoe tossed aside, then the next, then untangle her ankles and get jeans out of the way. He glanced down and narrowed his eyes on bare feet; not much left to the imagination at this point, and that was truly jarring for him.

"Me lass is freed t'would seem," he murmured against the corner of her mouth. He had a suspicion that she had been eating her fair share of those cookies today, tasting a trace of something sweet at the edge of her mouth.