One day, he'll have to do something to properly throw the 'soft touch' label into doubt. But not today. Today he's just going to press her lightly to the wall, lean down and pick her leg up so he can wrap it around his waist.

'Reckon you could be, if you wanted.'

His teeth tug at her earlobe, and he starts on her bodice.

'....when we're back at the bar, you fancy wearin' a few less layers?'