Surprise softens Sookie's features as she shivers under the brush of Will's fingers. It's a soft touch, barely there at all, but it causes Sookie's stomach to flip pleasantly as she pulls her lower lip in, biting down. Careful might not be the word for it, but things with Will have been slower to start, if only because Sookie feels invested enough that she wants to get this right.

Maybe that's just overthinking it, though.

She leans forward for another kiss, one hand raised to run along the rough line of Will's jaw, before sliding further back to sink into his curls. Closeness says everything that words can't for the time being. They share breath, and an unspoken gentleness, as Sookie brings her knee to bump lightly against Will's own.

"In that case," she murmurs, not yet pulling away. "Do you want to spend the night over at my place? Or the whole day. I'd call off work."