“It’s nice, sure, but if a man wants me, I hope nothing will hold him back. That all he could think about was me until he had me all to himself.” She straightens, and I miss the way her long hair tickled my neck. “Are you suggesting I throw you over my shoulder firefighter-style and carry you to room 1498?” She laughs. “I’d settle for a more subtle exit, but once we’re in the elevator alone, it’d be game on.”
