"I probably shouldn't take the chance," he replied though he'd definitely started thinking about it. He moved his lips up and down her neck slowly, lazily. Just touching her to touch her.

Dooming them because he was completely dumb.

"I'll spell out things with my fingers," he decided instead. "I'll write my name on your back. I'll draw hearts on your stomach. I'll spell out Latin words on your shoulders and write 'love' up and down your arms."