“I like making love to you, Sara Burns.” My stomach somersaults. “I think it might be my new favorite thing in the world, next to this.” His hold briefly tightens. I run my hand over his chest and down his abs, smiling softly. “You prefer this to my mad conversation skills?” I tease. “Ask me again tomorrow when we’re in the saddle,” he says, grinning. “I’m sure my answer will change.” That smile! The sight of it causes my breath to hitch. “You’re just saying that to get on my good side.” “Sara, you only have good sides. I’m saying this because each moment with you is my new favorite.”
