I pressed my fingertips to his arm. “Wasn’t you.” His nod was slow and reluctant. “But I put you—both of you—in that position.” Rafe snorted on a laugh that broke the tension. “From memory, it was a pretty enjoyable position.” I blinked at him. “You did not just go there.” He grinned and brushed his lips over mine. “Yeah, princess. I did.”
