[His leg twitches a little, involuntary, at the idle swipe of her fingers over sensitive skin.]

[He hesitates, trying to parse what she's just said - turns the words "next time" over in his brain until they almost stop making sense.]

[At last he turns his head, so that he's facing out toward her, instead of in toward the couch back. His tone is almost careful.]

You really think they're gonna have another game like this...?