“Maybe,” he sandwiched between kisses, “we can go somewhere more comfortable? Not that the counter wasn’t fun.” I smiled. “Hey, that was all your idea.” “Yeah, I know.” He shrugged. “I couldn’t wait any longer.” His words caused flutters in my belly, and I tucked a lock of my hair behind an ear. “Well, I have a bedroom. It has a bed and everything.” He exaggerated his fascination. “You don’t say? This I gotta see.”
