Chicks dig bad boys too. That's a truth universally acknowledged.

She pulled away, he pulled her close again. "You're right. It is cold down here."

He collected her gently in his arms and drew her up to her feet.

"Do you think the altar" since that's what she was calling it "will be much better?"

Still, he was pulling her across the floor with him. It might still be cold--he didn't care. It was certainly more symbolic. That much was certain.