"Parental Holiday"
He pulled away at her touch. "We shouldn't do this."
She shimmied into the space he'd left, fair hair tumbling around the edges of her sultry smile. "Why not?" she whispered, easing her hands around his neck, to draw him close again.
"It's not proper."
"Sorry?"
"This is your parents' house!"
"They're not even here," she said, chuckling incredulously.
"I know, but... This is where you were a girl. It feels...dirty."
"I'm not a girl," she chided. "And you're not a boy sneaking into my room at night, while my parents are away." She grinned. "Unless you want to be...!"