Her breath hitched when he kissed his way up her neck, stomach clenching with the beginnings of desire. "Which is why such distractions will only be used as a last resort if you decide to be particularly difficult. You need to rest, Jim," she chastized, though there was a hint of breathiness in her voice. Her mind wandered to all of the incredible things he'd introduced her to on Monday night, but she was well aware that he was too ill to do any of them now. Sighing a little, she replied, "The only real excuse I can give for staying away from home is that I'm at a friends house, but I can only say that so many times before it sounds suspicious... Maybe I'll come up with something, but let's not worry about it right now." Even though it was a necessary part of their relationship, she didn't want to spend all their time talking about ways to avoid being found out. "Do you think you can sleep a little?"