"Yeah," he breathed, grinning against her throat before he added, "besides it's three in the morning; everything's closed."
He bit at her neck instead of dwelling on the thought that he missed simple things like stores opening and closing or going out at all hours of the night and trying to find entertainment. He bet Lily would have been fun to take to Denny's at two in the morning or get kicked out of Walmart with.
"My way," he agreed before covering her lips with his own, deeply, his eyes closing, one of his hands beginning a familiar, but no less exciting exploration of her body as he stopped thinking about everything that wasn't her, that wasn't feeling good, the way her body felt under his, how hard she made him.