Percy catches her hand as she heads for the bedroom, tugging her back to him. He presses a soft kiss to her forehead. "I'm serious about making it up to you." And then he eases his lips over hers; gently, but no less intense for it. "However you want."
He doesn't mind making that promise, even though he's not actually dragging her out to save the fish. It's not like Percy has any qualms about doing things for his girlfriend.
They do have reservations, though. So Percy reluctantly lets go of her, turning to eye his own outfit dubiously.
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He doesn't mind making that promise, even though he's not actually dragging her out to save the fish. It's not like Percy has any qualms about doing things for his girlfriend.
They do have reservations, though. So Percy reluctantly lets go of her, turning to eye his own outfit dubiously.