`` it 's on my forehead now , right ? '' `` what if there was no consequence ? '' the need-the need is comforting me . and speaking of thighs ... he could n't help but notice that her dress had ridden up , revealing her smooth , pale skin that he could n't seem to quit staring at ... disgusted with himself , he yanked his gaze off those firm thighs , hoping she had n't noticed him checking out her legs . somehow , he 'd gotten to her , and for that one moment , she belonged to him . 