"Lost in thought again?"
A gentle, familiar male voice interrupted Rachel's musings. Before she could turn, Kingsly scooped her from behind. Drawing near, he inhaled her unique scent. He murmured huskily, "I wish I could spend every day with you in bed, experimenting with every position…" His warm breath trailed along her neck, sending delightful shivers down her spine, while the unmistakable firmness at his side made her cheeks flush.
"Sweetheart, let's postpone picking up Jackson a little while longer…" he murmured as his hand boldly caressed the curve of her hip.
Quick to react, Rachel spun around, attempting to escape his playful clutch, but not before her hand pressed against his heated chest. "Don't be ridiculous…I already called Jackson. We're on our way!"
