Lilith's eyes turned down to her husband's face where he was still flopped across her lap, shaking her head slightly so that her earrings chimed musically.

"You know as well as I do that I am no saint or Madonna, that those titles were given to me by other men does not make them so. I'm only a woman, just as you are only a man, and we are just as easily tempted as any other."

Bending over to kiss him lightly on the lips, curtain of bright red hair shielding them both from the world, she smiled to offset her mild chiding.

"I know that my heart is already weak enough to be lost to the temptation of seeing this dance."