I fight a small smile at my sudden idea. If I’m going to lose, I might as well have some fun. I take a step toward her. Then I slowly step behind her—close behind her. My chest presses against her back at the same moment I let my hand lazily find her waist. She jumps at the sudden contact, and I laugh softly, close to her ear. “What are you doing?” Her words are breathless, but she doesn’t move, frozen against me. My lips are close to her ear as I murmur, “Distracting you.”
