'Could say the same abou' me,' he mutters darkly, edging firmly away from the rock.

The idea of a mass of scorpions under there...yeeeeah, he's had nicer visions.

'How about we bugger off then, before any more of 'em turn up to try an' take lumps out of me when I'm enjoyin' meself.'

He catches her around the waist, never mind that she's moving away. He wants another kiss.