When she lifted her hair, he scooted closer, dipping his head to press his lips to the curve of her neck, trailing kisses up to her hairline then back down. His hands roamed down her back to her waist then along both sides until he found the zipper. He pulled it down slowly, allowing his fingertips to graze her skin lightly.

"Perhaps, you'll have to give me some pointers." He said it in a tone of voice that implied he thought he was doing all right on the wooing part, but then she was the final judge.