“Ass.” He started to bump my shoulder, then paused. “Wait. How long have you been planning this?”
“What makes you think I’ve been planning this?” I obfuscated.
“Mark. You’re quoting the brochure.”
He had a point. “I happened to see a documentary on the History Channel about Haunted Savannah about a month ago. Once I’d seen it, I couldn’t get the thought of you and me in a carriage out of my mind. I’d have set something up then, but the thing with Spike and then the Division came up.”
The next minute I found him in my arms. “Thank you.” His kiss was warm and thorough, and suddenly I was sporting wood.
I groaned, but it didn’t stop me from sliding my tongue into his mouth.
“Hey, guys,” Theo called from the second floor. “Get up here! You’ll never believe what I found!”
This time we bo
