"Is that an innuendo?" Isabela asked, laughing as she rolled onto her back in bed.

"Of course it is," Zevran replied. "We could not exactly steal her, it would technically be kidnapping."

"The benefits of doing such a thing are questionable as well," Isabela said. "I'd much rather do whatever it is your innuendo means."

Zevran was leaning over her then, his lips barely a breath away from hers. "Let me show you," he said, and then his lips were on hers and his fingers were inside of her again.