[She sighs against the heat of that levin when it somehow finds a way through her dress to dance over her skin.]

You play a dangerous game, Cidolfus.

[A flicker of want shadows her gaze as she watches him step away from her, and her fingers twitch with the urge to pull him back again, but he is right. They have other things that they need to do first, and this seems as good a place to start as any.]

It would be helpful if we knew what exactly it is we needed. "Anything" makes it a difficult thing to find.