Chapter 35

• His hand was slow and steady on her right thigh, exposed from her skirt. “Just tell me to stop and I will.”
• “Stop treating me like a child.” She sat up, reaching for his jeans and undoing the top button. “I know what I want.”
• “Do you?” he murmured, hovering over her but unmoving, as if perfectly happy to assert his presence above her for as long as he could. She fell to the bed again, retracting her hand from his jeans. Two could play that game then.