“I was a perfect gentleman. I didn’t even sneak a peek. Because, baby—” I suck in a breath at both the endearment and how he bends, balling his fists and balancing on his knuckles, invading my personal space. The scent of the sea intensifies and a hint of minty toothpaste hits me as he brushes the tip of his nose across my cheek then down the shell of my ear. “—when I get my hands on you again, it will be so much more than copping a feel.”
