She kisses him, arching her hips up slightly in encouragement. "Ba mhaith liom ... an- anois."

She knows she needs to work on the enunciation but she remembers the sounds, maybe at least enough of them put together the right way that he gets her meaning.

"Remind me how that goes," nipping his lip, hinting at the idea that maybe she just wants to hear him say it now that she knows what it means.