He pulls me closer and bites down on a grin. “I don’t know, but they apparently have several good places to hold a wedding.” My heart thuds in my chest. “Yeah? Do you know someone planning to get married?” His lips brush over my temple, my cheekbone, down along my jaw. “I might. Depends on if she says yes.” I remove his towel. “I bet she’d say yes. It sounds like she’d be crazy not to.”
