Enzo had planned to take his time with Summer, to take a tour of the house and find a good place for them to rest. At the moment, all he could catch a glimpse of was a kitchen counter, but that was good enough, considering the way she was pressing against him. Enzo cupped his hand below Summer's chin, tilting her head up toward him.
"Would you like to show me how not good you can be, girl?" he asked her, raising an eyebrow.