Quill took it as his turn to shower her with love and affection as she began to sing. Her lyrics were passionate, and her voice carried her desire. His hands roamed her body, down to rub her sides as he kissed along her jawline softly, then down her neck, sitting up just enough so he could kiss her shoulder, over to her collar. He refused to say anything. Like hell he was going to do anything to interrupt this serenade!