If she had known how her preciousness regarding her dress was being perceived she would have buttoned it back up again in an instant and taken the risk of damage rather than allow him to think she was offering herself up on a platter. However, she was far too wrapped up in saving her dress to consider how it might come across. She almost had an inkling for a moment when she felt him considering the timing but didn't linger on the thought.

As she headed for the hidden button, she found his hand was once again in her way and pushed it aside just enough that she could slip her own hand beneath the upper layer of fabric to release it. Her hand froze, the button halfway through the hole, as his other hand found her face. She flinched very slightly in surprise but otherwise made no movements to resist.

Afterwards she would likely be unable to fathom why she'd been so compliant. She would insist though that the only reason she kissed him back a second time was because she'd been distracted by sorting out her dress. It wouldn't be entirely inaccurate, Tig was distracted by her dress and it was possible that had she not been she might have had the forethought to put a wall up and dig her heels in for the sake of her pride. Possible, just not probable.

Somewhere in the midst of their kiss she accidentally pushed the button all the way through.
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