The woman and Krem had tangled themselves uproariously in the passing moments, her skin revealed to gaze and wandering touch. He laughed when Gannicus's shirt caught him in the side of the head, grasping it tightly and then balling it to use as cushion as he laid the woman back and slid down her body. From the corner of his eye, he watched the man servicing at Gannicus, and it ignited heat quickly in Krem, knowing what it was like to have those fingers tighten in his own hair.