In which case, we can go anywhere we want to, baby.” Lauren slid her hands up his chest, dragging her fingertips slowly over his nipples through his shirt, lingering long enough to hear his intake of breath. Then she plucked the clothespin that was still clipped to the collar of his shirt and fastened it below the others on her cardigan. “Caught you,” she said. He grinned. “I knew you would.”
