none. “As long as I do not need to travel by the roots of your trees. I think they—” She made a face. “I think they…enjoy it too much.” He laughed and, grabbing her, rolled her to her back. She squeaked in surprise and found herself looking up at him. He smiled. “Of course they do. They are my trees, after all.” He leaned down and kissed her jawline. “And everything of mine…” He kissed her throat. “Enjoys touching you…” And then her collarbone. “Very much.”
