She grins wickedly as he opens the book to the marked page and starts to read aloud. He doesn't get far before he stops and raises his head, smirking.
"You thought to embarrass me with this story, Hawke?"
The book was Isabela's favourite, borrowed for the sole purpose of making Fenris squirm. But, she notices, he isn't blushing at all. Instead, he continues to read, his voice becoming even huskier with the desire his words describe.
She estimates that he finishes another dozen sentences before she is in his lap, lips meeting his as they begin to re-enact the fictional scene.