You like doing that, don't you?'

'Yes, I like kissing you.'

'No,' she said, 'lifting me off my feet. Carrying me around. Pulling me down to kiss you whenever you get the urge.' She turned to him with a mock glare. 'I think it goes hand in hand with the telling me what to do stuff.'

He didn't let go of her hand as he lifted his to run the back of one knuckle down her cheek. 'You like it, too.

Author: Bella Andre