A strange look crossed his eyes. "You should slap me for that kiss, for taking advantage of your chill."
She moved around him, heading to the bow of the boat and Wick's outstretched hand. Just before disembarking, she paused and looked over her shoulder [at Gabriel]. "Perhaps I took advantage of you," she said, quietly enough so that no one on shore could hear her.
He blinked and then said, "I only wish you would."
~p. 166 of "A Kiss at Midnight" by Eloisa James