Benny lifts me up, and I curl around him, my hands in his hair and my ankles locked at his waist. My heart feels as light as he makes the rest of me seem. “True. I’m better at the dirty part, though. Let me show you.” “Maybe I should show you.” I can’t contain the silly grin on my face. Instead of trying, I pull his head down for the kiss he’s been teasing me with. When he raises his chin, my sigh is audible when our lips finally meet, and he murmurs against my mouth, “Maybe you should.”
