moment, she set a hand on his cheek, directing his attention to her face. “Only if you promise to make love to me after.” Jesse rolled his lips inward for a brief moment, his attention snagging on her mouth before journeying back to her eyes. “With us, darlin’, they’re one and the same. Hard or soft. Slow or fast. With you, it’s always love.” “Even in New York?” she whispered. “Every time with you,” he rasped,
