"Just be glad we're not in the Huntgrounds or she'd have your braids in her fists," he teased gently.

He opened his mouth to answer but nothing came out. What did he want? That was always a hard question for him, and this doubly so...
But at the same time, not hard at all because deep down he knew the answer. He swallowed and answered carefully. "I think...with you...I...would." His nervousness was palpable. "But not so much that I'd be upset if we didn't or...couldn't."