Her back arches, lifting from the bed as she presses into the thumb moving across and down her skin. Her stomach flutters, tensing and sucking in as his fingers touch her stomach. Laughing, Del squirmed beneath the fingers and the ticklish sensation.

"That tickles!" Del whispered sharply though she was smiling even he whispered in her ear. Patience, she had patience. She just needed to remember where she had put it, probably stuffed behind a cushion in a sofa.

Her fingers curled into the side of his leg, pressing tighter as she tried to be patient and let Robb love her.